Mothballs
Brett Sparks, Rennie Sparks
When the weight of life
Fills your heart with stones
And the dreadful wind of sadness
Buffets you in storms
Let the moths eat your beautiful coat
Go to terrible places
Fill yourself with fear
Beckon the screaming demons
Lie down with starving bears
Let the moths fly away with your coat
Offer your blood and bones
Give away your skin
Open all the windows
To the wild whirling wind
Let the moths eat all our lovely coats
The sweetest syrup
The purest song
All spun from the secret spell
Sympathy for the dark
Let the moths be our only coats