Mothlike

The night falls

I watch you sleep

The dust from the ceiling falls

And my hands are warm

The mothlike creatures

I wish I had their wings

In the dead of night

I feel

I can't close my eyes

It's clear

If I stay awake

He will stay alive

Like a rattlesnake

Sound is my bite

Faith is what you make of it

I thought I told you not to step outside

You stay in line

Your freedom is how you pay for it

Just cover your face and stay in line

Faith is what you make of it

I thought I told you not to step outside

You stay in line

Your freedom is how you pay for it

Just cover your face and stay in line