Moths & Leaves

Like a caravan of moths We fly towards the light Since it only seems right Stuffed in a line where we can't see the path ahead till it takes us down I guess we're hoping for the ocean gods to drown Like leaves fall, into the autumn breeze We tumble towards the ground and pray that the Wind will take us down with gallant ease And everything resolves in the end The heat is pleasant till Your wings catch fire And you desperately close your eyes And only from a distance can we see that the path we seek Requires us to explore the floors beneath Like leaves fall, into the autumn breeze We tumble towards the ground and pray that the Wind will take us down with gallant ease And everything resolves in the end Where echoes of reality is haunting our charade And forces us to turn against the parade In an effort to shine light upon the foolish and the blind They're hoping for a solution they'll never find Like leaves fall, into the autumn breeze We tumble towards the ground and pray that the Wind will take us down with gallant ease And everything resolves in the end We always admire, the people who sacrifice It's always a crime, to slothfully find, the thin red line on which we're passers by But when did we stop to think outside of us? To see the rust, on the pillars we trust, and and resist the lust that tells us not to judge Your conscience's not the mind or an all-seeing eye, your world is but a reflection on the neurons of your eye The consequence of the flaws, that you hide for a righteous cause is destined to doom us al