Standin’ On The Moon

Standin’ On The Moon
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

Living alone in New York City
Isn’t really living alone
There’s a million people
At my doorstep
Every one of them out there
Goin’ for broke
Every waitress is an actress
Every singer is a new girl
Just got offa the bus
Staking their hopes in the rush of the city
And living their dreams in the crush

From my window on the 33rd floor
I look down on 42nd street
An’ the sidewalk’s full
Of a million more people
An’ the backed up traffic
Plays a chorus of horns
An’ the sirens of the cops
An’ the roar of the subways
An’ the internet racket
Of a billion more people
Sings the bedlam of life
On the run

A chaos of pandemonium

Living alone in New York City
Isn’t really living alone
There’s a million faces
Comin’ at me
Every one of them out there
Chewin’ the fat
Everybody got a platform
Everybody needs to be heard
Every one of them
An’ right now they’re filling
Every corner of this room
And driving me beyond my mind
I gotta get out of this madhouse
An’ leave this crazy world behind

Sometimes I wish I were
Standin’ on the moon
And could leave this old world behind
In the silence of all that space
In the quietude of all them stars
Finally alone in the warm embrace
Of the , hush and the stillness all around
Oh how I wish
I were standin’ on the moon
Far away from the chaos
And the roar of life on Earth
Far away from the mayhem in my head
Yes, sometimes I wish I were
Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon
Sometimes I wish I were
Standin’ on the moon

An’ I’d be free from this world and its sound
An’ the madhouse racket goin’ down
An’ the banter an’ the yak
An’ the clock that’s always tickin’
An’ the jerk upstairs
Always runnin’ his scales
An’ this clunky old radiator
Knockin’ away
Not to mention that girl
Livin’ down on the hall
Who is rockin’ the house all the night
An’ playin’ Shostakovich at 5 AM

An’ the idiot dog
Who thinks he has to bark
Every time the elevator stops on our floor
Do ya’ wanna hear more?

There’s the couple makin’ love
In the middle of the night
Makin’ sure we all know ———
Just how much in love they are

If the decibels keep on crankin’ up
I’m gonna have ta’ be locked up
If I don’t get some kinda relief
Good grief!
Well I better be gettin’ it soon – yeah ya’ better be gettin’ it soon

Finally alone in the warm embrace
Of the , hush and stillness all around
Oh how I wish
I were standin’ on the moon
Far away from the chaos
And the roar of life on Earth
Far away from the mayhem in my head
Yes, sometimes I wish I were
Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon
Oh how I wish I were
Standin’ on the moon

Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon
Standin’ on the moon