George Rose - The man in the Moon lyrics

We run from the sunlight Its burning truth tracing our steps Chasing us through forests of sleep Setting fire to our childish ideals The lies that make our youth How we mistreat our truth We pursue the moonlight Blanketing our generation Freeing it of its reality Comforted by its chaotic lullaby You think its a dream To be a nightmare The railroad track, it is a railroad bright That runs right up into the starry night So come little ones, have no fear The Man in the Moon is the engineer