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Moonmoth

It's a moving thing

With a leaf for a wing

It's a moon moth

 

It's the silhouette

You make when you get

Near the sky

 

It's the ceaseless track

That keeps bringing you back

To the night

 

It's another year every year

And you never hear

Anyone cry

 

It's the place that you stand

With your hat in your hand

In the light

 

It’s a single tear

And it’s crystal clear

As it longs to escape from your eye

 

And you turn 17

And you turn 65

And you turn and you turn and you try

 

It's another year every year

And you never hear

Anyone cry

 

It’s a scene from a dream

And it floats through your screen

It’s a moon moth

 

It’s the way you return

To the lesson you learn

In goodbye

 

It's the endless scrawl

When you’re crawling the wall

To get high

 

It's another year every year

And you never hear

Anyone cry