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