Moon Shadow

I'm being followed by a moon shadow
moon shadow — moon shadow
leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
moon shadow — moon shadow
…
and if I ever lose my eyes
if my colours all run dry
yes, if I ever lose my eyes
oh if…
I won't have to cry no more
…
and if I ever lose my mouth
all my teeth, north and south
yes, if I ever lose my mouth
oh if…
I won't have to talk…

(Cat Stevens, Moonshadow, 1971)

High the memory carry on

In the days of summer so long
We danced as evening sang their song
We wander out the day so long
And I do feel very well
That the evenings take you silently
They move round
Sunlight
Seeing ground
Whispers of clay
Alternate ways

(Yes, The Remembering, 1974)