Did the last summer moth
Exhaust itself
Beating back the night
So now nothing gathers round to coax
A brightness from the night
Is this agitation in my heart
Mine alone
Mine alone
But it is not the moth's fault
Who anyway can know a trick candle
To sight it
To light it
And who can keep a fire going
When it is slaked with snow
Each night
I asked the Trojan thing in
Knowing full well what it was
I layed all its foot soldiers down
I saw the sky and the coming snow
I saw the miserable fire-keepers
Huddle over their charges and blow
I saw it all poised to go
I saw eaves fraught with snow
I saw light as a cruel joke
And I can't ever go back
Is this agitation in my heart
Mine
Alone
Construction & Destruction - Winter Studies, No. 3 Lyrics
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Did the last summer moth
Exhaust itself
Beating back the night
So now nothing gathers round to coax
A brightness from the night
Is this agitation in my heart
Mine alone
Mine alone
But it is not the moth's fault
Who anyway can know a trick candle
To sight it
To light it
And who can keep a fire going
When it is slaked with snow
Each night
I asked the Trojan thing in
Knowing full well what it was
I layed all its foot soldiers down
I saw the sky and the coming snow
I saw the miserable fire-keepers
Huddle over their charges and blow
I saw it all poised to go
I saw eaves fraught with snow
I saw light as a cruel joke
And I can't ever go back
Is this agitation in my heart
Mine
Alone
Exhaust itself
Beating back the night
So now nothing gathers round to coax
A brightness from the night
Is this agitation in my heart
Mine alone
Mine alone
But it is not the moth's fault
Who anyway can know a trick candle
To sight it
To light it
And who can keep a fire going
When it is slaked with snow
Each night
I asked the Trojan thing in
Knowing full well what it was
I layed all its foot soldiers down
I saw the sky and the coming snow
I saw the miserable fire-keepers
Huddle over their charges and blow
I saw it all poised to go
I saw eaves fraught with snow
I saw light as a cruel joke
And I can't ever go back
Is this agitation in my heart
Mine
Alone
Writer: Colleen Collins, David White
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid