Moths

They warned of dark clouds

Gathering over head

Walls they would climb

To cut your wings as the streams bled

I want to live, not be afraid and forsaken

Rise from the embers to the flames

As we circle the moon

Lay peacefully and no more will be haunted

Hide in my dreams and we will make this our fortress

I want to live, not be afraid and forsaken

Rise from the embers to the flames

As we circle the moon