Moth Of Many Flames — текст песни (Spock`s Beard)

(Alan Morse & John Boegehold)

Take a giant leap
Off the only ledge you know
Kiss the ground above your head
Surf the blue sky down below
Taste the air that`s burning sweet
With all the words you can`t take back
Eighteen orchids at your feet
So ride the one that leads the pack


You`re a grifter off his game
In a town with many names
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES


Play it safe and sterile
Staying on the well-worn path
Praying that your ferile friends
Never find the strength to laugh
They lead you through the shadows
Where you live beyond your means
Not a whim is sanitized
When you give into your dreams
Or so it seems

Yes it really seems a shame
That your`re gonna have to take the blame
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES


So you sift down all your thoughts
Like fine dust through a cloth
But there`s no way out my friend
Cause the law of nature`s one that you can`t bend

You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You`re a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES