Moth
Roine Stolt
Falling back into autumn, summer sets
Everyone needs a pool to hide regrets
Moon is at the window now
Bleak and round, void of sound
Just darkness surrounding us
And your melody dance like memories
Mothman sing with tattered wings in a ring
So fall the silver bridge - sinking slowly
Holding back that memory
All the darkness in your dream
Maybe you can see
Through these darkest dreams
Mothman sing with tattered wings in your dream
So fall the silver bridge