No one stayed alive

To tell the story of the man
Who fell from the moon.
As he cried to the stars to bring him back
No star answered.

He has been left alone
Down on earth.
No star will answer to man like
Thee.
You're banished from this
Place. You can't be
The man that smiles on the moon,
That plays violin until the
Rise of the morning.
You are much too happy,
Much too laud.
Much too human to be part of
This magic.
That brings back hope
To the lost nomads that travel
Throw space.
.Go play you silly music somewhere ales