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Moth Song - Folk b***h Trio
Lyrics by：Grace Sinclair/Jeanie Pilkington/Heide Peverelle
Composed by：Grace Sinclair/Jeanie Pilkington/Heide Peverelle
Produced by：Tom Healy/Folk b***h Trio
What's on the dashboard Heide?
What are you watching Heide?
My windows shake as you close the door
The pressure in the room has changed
What are you hearing Gracie?
Are there words that can take it away?
Train carriage filled up with moths
That form a halo 'round the head
Of a woman with her knitting on her lap
Why'd I have to see that?
I'm checking every curb
With the corner of my shoe
So I don't fall into an abyss
When I reach the end of you
I know that it's half crazy
That's why I want it more
And I just will not be told
I know what I saw
Open doors and out they pour
A thousand paper bag
Coloured anti-gravity
Pieces of confetti fill my sky
I see twin birds when I think of you most times
And opals fill my eyes
I guess I wanted more
From what I saw
Hear as your head hits the floor
Little one follows me down the hall
Too little just to see the pool of blood
That forms a halo round the head
Of the woman that we love most in the world
That makes two little girls
I've checked the morning paper
I watched the evening news
I know that I'm alone
When it comes to loving you
I know that it's half crazy
That's why I want it more
And I just will not be told
I know what I saw
Open doors and out they pour
A thousand paper bag
Coloured anti-gravity
Pieces of confetti fill my sky
I see twin birds when I think of you most times
And opals fill my eyes
I guess I wanted more from
What I saw
