Everyone's Gone to the Moon

Streets full of people, all alone Roads full of houses, never home A church full of singing, out of tune Everyone's gone to the moon Eyes full of sorrow, never wet Hands full of money, all in debt Sun coming out in the middle of June Everyone's gone to the moon You see a long time ago, life had begun Everyone went to the sun Parks full of motors, painted green Mouths full of chocolate-covered cream Arms that can only lift a spoon You see everyone's gone, everybody's gone Everyone's gone to the moon Everyone's gone to the moon What will happen now? Everyone's gone to the moon There's nobody left Everyone's gone to the moon --- Everyone's Gone to the Moon - Nina Simone