The leaded window opened to move the dancing candle flame
And the first Moths of summer suicidal came, oh, 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,
oh, 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.
1/2 verse progression - instrumental
The leaded window opened to move the dancing candle flame.
And the first moths of summer suicidal came, oh, suicidal game
to join in the worship of the light that never Dies
in a moment's reflection of two moths spinning in her eyes.