1. MOTHS

The leaded window opened
To move the dancing candle flame
And the first Moths of summer
Suicidal came.

And a new breeze chattered
In its May-bud tenderness ---
Sending water-lillies sailing
As she turned to get undressed.

And the long night awakened
And we soared on powdered wings ---
Circling our tomorrows
In the wary month of Spring.

Chasing shadows slipping
In a magic lantern slide ---
Creatures of the candle
On a night-light-ride.

Dipping and weaving --- flutter
Through the golden needle's eye
In our haystack madness. Butterfly-stroking
On a Spring-tide high.

Life's too long (as the Lemming said)
As the candle burned and the Moths were wed.
And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher ---
Before the candle's dead.

The leaded window opened
To move the dancing candle flame.
And the first moths of summer
Suicidal came

To join in the worship
Of the light that never dies
In a moment's reflection
Of two moths spinning in her eyes.


2. LIFE IS A LONG SONG

When you’re falling awake and you take stock of the new day,
And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say,
Well, don’t you fret, don’t you fear,
I will give you good cheer.

Life’s a long song.
Life’s a long song.
Life’s a long song.

If you wait then your plate I will fill.

As the verses unfold and your soul suffers the long day,
And the twelve o’clock gloom spins the room,
You struggle on your way.
Well, don’t you sigh, don’t you cry,
Lick the dust from your eye.

Life’s a long song.
Life’s a long song.
Life’s a long song.

We will meet in the sweet light of dawn.

As the baker street train spills your pain all over your new dress,
And the symphony sounds underground put you under duress,
Well don’t you squeal as the heel grinds you under the wheel.

Life’s a long song.
Life’s a long song.
Life’s a long song.

But the tune ends too soon for us all.