The Moth -

Really don’t you realize

What you lost during your search for glory?

Just like moths we may go blind

Chasing for the glow of our desires

Time keeps crawling

While you’re burning

Time keeps crawling

While you’re burning

Dealing with some big regret

Or dreaming of a different line somewhere else

Someone else

And your heroes turned to dust

Did you trade your dreams for common knowledge?

Was it fair?

Time keeps crawling

While you’re burning

Time keeps crawling

While you’re burning

Sometimes

It calls

And the past howls through the night

Feels like drowning again

Like drowning…