Help the Leg?

[LeftLeg]

I need a nice pic or a few of them to go with some lyrics for a poster I'm making, and as my mind is a dormant volcano of creative thought lava and thought I'd ask you wonderful people ;) .

 

 

These are the lyrics - they're quite long so just read what you want to get some ideas if you're willing to help the leg.

 

The Moon

 

I drove up to the city at night and found the place where you grew up

and in the night we stayed and we walked around and stayed up late.

Under city lights I spent the night

next to you in the place where you grew up.

Next to you when you miraculously woke up

in your parent’s house, I lied in bed with you.

I went back there to feel alone there,

I went back there to wipe it clean,

I took the lights and the radio tower out of my dream

and we went all the way up to the small town where I’m from.

The foggy air and the wind and the mountain top,

we clung to rocks and we looked off.

You held my hand and almost got to start feeling me,

I finally felt like I was breathing free

and under swaying trees we fell asleep and had the same dream.

The stars were bright, now we dream the same every night.

On my island home I spent some time with you,

I went back to feel alone there,

I went back there by myself

and gave up on everything we really felt.

We found a precious place in the sand right out in the wind

and we lied under a blanket and heard the furious sound

of roaring waves, the pounding surfs.

Two bodies on the earth.

It was intense just getting to be there next to you

and you were trying to get me then,

I was happy to just let you in.

I went back and wished I hadn't,

I went back and felt regret,

I went to the beach and stared west.

Every night when the sun went down in the town where we live,

the empty streets were lit up by reflected light

from a distant sun bouncing off a glowing ball of rock.

We just lied on the roof and watched the moon. The moon!

The blue light of the moon.

We didn't talk and silently we both felt powerful,

like the moon my chest was full

because we both knew we were floating in space over molten rock

and we felt safe and discovered that our skin is soft.

There’s nothing left except certain death

and that was comforting out under the moon.

I went out last night to forget that,

I went out and stared it down

but the moon just stared back at me

and in its light I saw my 2 feet on the ground.