Little Gray People

As I stand upon the ridge
Looking up at the moon
I can see the little Gray People
Waiting there for me
When it's time for my soul
To travel free I'll join the
Little Gray People
In one of God's mansions
In the bowels of the moon

Each night that you look up
And see the bright moon
Just remember I'm there
Looking and watching over you
Wherever you might roam
Your footsteps will be guided
By the unknown
Each night that you close your eyes
Just see me happy in the sky
With the little Gray People
In the bowels of the Moon

God has said there are many mansions
I believe this to be true
Wherever each of us go
On our soul's journey
It will be to one of God's mansions
in the sky
I chose the moon or it chose me
I know I'll be happy in the great beyond
With the little Gray People
In the bowels of the moon

Dedicated to my children
Red86 August 1997