Moth to the Moon

In the echo of whispers, the stars start to twirl A melody snorfles, giving dreams a swirl The clocks turn greebly, but the hour won't stay A teardrop of twilight dances into day Moth bleeps the moon in a velvet disguise Spinning illusions with zaffled-up lies We're all just shadows in a carnival game Zindle and zoom through the fire and flame The rivers run crooked, the mountains go boom Dreams wear their splinkles, dancing 'round the room A wibber of footsteps on an unwritten page Where silence keeps singing, unbound by its cage Moth bleeps the moon in a velvet disguise Spinning illusions with zaffled-up lies We're all just shadows in a carnival game Zindle and zoom through the fire and flame Cogs in the heavens keep gloobing their tune The questions go flozzled, but answers are few Is meaning a lantern, or merely a flame? Does the void even care if we fizzle its name? Moth bleeps the moon in a velvet disguise Spinning illusions with zaffled-up lies We're all just shadows in a carnival game Zindle and zoom through the fire and flame Moth bleeps the moon, where the silence grew Spinning a lie, chasing what's true