The Moth

I need a way to forget, I need to outrun myself
But this is your way, you raise your glass and talk to loud
Bury your sticks and stones, I rather be blind than to see you around
This is my way

Listen this is necessary, just breathe and enjoy the silence
This holy soothing moment, once you where the one to lead the way

So this is where the reason bends, this is where it all began, it troubles my soul
Stumbling through this narrow way, so eager to save your name
Probably you are too far gone

I need a way to forget I’ll embrace the oblivion, this is my way
I saw your glass fall to the ground, now you don’t talk so loud
You shouldn’t wave your stones around, you shouldn’t wave your stones
Are you sure you want to come my way, now you don’t walk so proud
Show us what you’ve gained here
It’s time we wave goodbye!

I saw your glass fall to the ground
Now you don’t talk so loud
You shouldn’t wave your stones around
You’re too far gone!