Where whose trees finally sigh And all the rain has covered Where I was pierced slowly by The happy humming all the more When you look out on the Midwest plain Do you realize the moon is still the same? That rose above Israeli caves The day the words you praised were written When you look out on the Midwest plain Do you realize the moon is still the same? That rose above Israeli caves The day the words you praised were written And the moon stood stock still Under the Joshua tree And we all stood stock still Just waiting to see And the moon stood stock still Under the Joshua tree And we all stood stock still Just waiting to see Oh, we were just waiting to see it Where whose trees finally sigh And the moon sets down highly covered An iceberg skin disguise All brooding brooks lie When you look out on the Midwest plain Do you realize the moon is still the same? That rose above Israeli caves The day the words you praised were written (X4)