Heavy Old Moon

And you were the only witness who watched him start to leave.
You kept his loose ending locked in your chest,
Sure he was steady enough for the rest.
You thought he was fixed to a permanent star,
Never once worried he'd wander too far.
Oh, the heavy old moon won't give up its beat.
He gave you his brightest lines, then turned on his feet.
Now the tide pulls away to wherever it's bound,