Moths (2003 Remastered Version)

Oh the leaded window opened

But you moved the dancing candle flame

And the first moths of summer

Suicidal came, oh suicidal came.

And the new breeze chattered

In its May-bud tenderness

Sending water-lilies sailing

As she turned to get undressed.

And the long night awakened

And we soared on powdered wings

Circling our tomorrows

In the wary month of spring.

Chasing shadows slipping

In the magic lantern's light

Creatures of the candle

On the night's light's rite.

Dipping and weaving,

Flutter through the golden needle's eye

In our haystack madness,

Butterfly stroking on a spring-tide high.

Oh, on a spring-tide-high

Life's too long (as the lemmings said)

As the candle burned and the moths were wed.

And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher

Before the candle's dead.

Oh the leaded window opened

But you moved the dancing candle flame.

And the first moths of summer

Suicidal came, oh suicidal came,

To join in the worship

Of the light that never dies

In the moments reflection

Of two moths spinning in her eyes.