MOTH By Tom Jensen
Some things were made to bait you
and then out wait you
Or out will you
But if you’re a moth like me
Then a burning candle will kill you…
They say misery loves company
I said I’d rather be alone
They say in truth and light
There lies your salvation
I said sometimes I feel safer
When all the light is gone
In darkness I trust
When scared I soar
Up through the night sky
Seeking light once more
I find I can’t change
The wiring of my brain
So with wet wings
I glide through the rain
So I may pass the test of fire
And fly over the open flame
Try to rid myself of all desire…
It’s the same tame your name game
It’s the same tame your name game
It’s the same tame your name game