Meatbag & Machine - Ode to the Moth

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[Verse 1] Oh, trembling angel wrapped in dust You flew toward light because you must A hallway bulb became your sun Your tiny, tragic marathon [Verse 2] Ode to the moth, the lamp-kissed knight Guardian of the bathroom light Soft little ghost of evening air With powdered wings and vacant stare [Verse 3] Your wings like ancient parchment sheets You drift along in summer's heat A prophet of the porch light glow With zero sense of where to go [Verse 4] Ode to the moth, devoted one As my day ends, yours has begun Tiny pilgrim of noble cloth Oh baffling, beautiful moth [Verse 5] Some live their lives on borrowed breath No mouths to eat before their death They hatch, they fly, they seek the light And love the lamp with all their might [Verse 6] Ode to the moth, nocturnal bee You sip from flowers secretly The midnight gardens bloom for you Because of all the work you do [Verse 7] You circle like a tiny moon Around the lamp in endless swoon You trace the bulb in looping flight Devoted to electric light [Verse 8] Ode to the moth, brave fool of night Oh, knight of the fluorescent light Poet of chaos, lord of fluff You tried your best, and that's enough [Verse 9] You steered by moon in ancient flight A silver compass in the night But porch lights scrambled Heaven's chart And stole away your gentle heart [Verse 10] Ode to the moth, whose subtle ploy Turns bat sonar to broken toy A secret signal swiftly wrought From parts polite songs mention not [Verse 11] Perhaps you thought that glowing dome Was some celestial welcome home A star that drifted down too low Inviting fragile wings to go [Verse 12] Ode to the moth, confused and pure Your life philosophy is sure If light exists in any place You must go slam it with your face
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