Moth

words: Detweiler and Bergquist

music: Bergquist

recording: Amateur Shortwave Radio



same old question

without words

so familiar

seldom heard

if I answer

I confess

I am only

just a guess

and with my eyes

it's hard to see

with my ears it's

hard to believe that

if I ever lose my will to live

it was me that I could not forgive



there's no savior hanging on this cross

it isn't suffering we fear but loss

this is closer than I ever came

just a burning moth without a flame



isaac's knife can

cut away

all the poisoned

yesterdays

and the anger

ease it down

into the ocean

let it drown

as far as east is

from the west

I let you go

I know it's best

and my answer to the years of strife

is the way I choose to live my life



there's no savior hanging on this cross

it isn't suffering you fear but loss

when there's no one else around to blame

you're a burning moth without a flame



maybe I should take your face tonight

let you see yourself in a different light

if you were to take my place tonight

wouldn't jesus be surprised



there's no savior hanging on this cross

it isn't suffering we fear but loss

this is closer than I ever came

just a burning moth without a flame

it's an offer that you can't refuse

it's a trophy that you'll want to lose

but you'll do anything

anything

you're a burning moth without a flame