Moths of the Moon Lyrics

Another Place

Girl Without a Face

Sun sets low and shadows grow
All alone, I draw my home
Drawing closer to the time
I lie awake and watch the line

Look through the gaps
beyond the gate
They look back and watch and wait

See the girl without a face
moving to another place

Wind tears trees and windows shake
Stand in the light and keep in sight
Between the rocks, the path to take

Falling up or climbing down
Stones slowly move around
Shadows move across the lawn
A signpost to the breaking dawn

That which draw closer day by day
I lie too weak to keep at bay

Rainy Day

Put your head inside
Close the door

Let the jangle slow and still
Take a seat in the corner there
Close your eyes
As the blood creeps
back into your hands

Beware the girl
with assassin's eyes
Take care
Don't look away from her
The horse's head
stares blindly
down on you

Don't let them catch you
pocket sugar lumps

Santa Clara

A knife, a boat, a map,
A doll in petticoats
A gun, a radio

A shirt, an old white coat,
An empty railway car,
A map, a knife, a gun

Blood read paints your single star
And those you lie beside

A diary, a photograph,
A parting note
A place to rest your bones

A shadowed cave,
A small bright flame,
A quiet dark,
A place to rest your bones

The Undertow

On the surface, the sun strikes the water
But under, it's dark

Lurking, silent,
Has no face
Be afraid