Lyrics
On this moon's edge, under a blanket of stars, I stand on grey dust, where no Earth flowers are. Here I plant lavender, so far from home, Each bloom whispers secrets, from the moon's old stone. Lavender on the moon, breathing quiet and calm. This garden’s my quiet place, where only silence meets the sky, Each small plant and flower, soft as a moonbeam's sigh. Gravity’s light here, my lavender floats, Dancing gently, in a sky without boats. Lavender on the moon, breathing quiet and calm. I came with seeds in my pocket, a simple dream to share, To grow some beauty in this starry, empty air. All around is dark, a vast silent scene, But here in my patch, the air smells fresh and clean. Lavender on the moon, breathing quiet and calm. By starlight, I walk through my fields of soft purple hue, So different from the moon’s, empty plains in view. Each night Earth rises, shining blue and bright, A reminder of home, in the lonely night. Lavender on the moon, breathing quiet and calm. This moon garden, my comfort, touched by my own hand, I'll leave seeds in the ground, touched by light's gentle band. Lavender on the moon, breathing quiet and calm.
