Moth Hour

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Verse

At a quarter after nothing, at the hour of the moth
When the streetlamp is a lighthouse and the darkness is a cloth
I go walking with my shadow like it's somebody I know
And we don't discuss the morning and we take it kind of slow

Chorus

Oh the dust in the lamplight, oh the dust in the beam
Every speck is a satellite, every speck is a dream
And I'm one of them, one of them, drifting through the glow
In the moth hour, in the moth hour, where the quiet ones go

Verse

There's a hundred sleepy houses and a hundred sleeping hearts
And a boy who keeps the hours that the rest of them discard
I am not afraid of Tuesday, I am not afraid of dawn
I just like it when the world is soft and half of it is gone

Chorus

Oh the dust in the lamplight, oh the dust in the beam
Every speck is a satellite, every speck is a dream
And I'm one of them, one of them, drifting through the glow
In the moth hour, in the moth hour, where the quiet ones go

Bridge

So if ever you can't sleep and the ceiling's got you stuck
Come and find me by the porchlight, bring a jar and bring your luck
We'll be counting little lanterns till the lanterns all agree
That the dust is just the daylight learning how to be free

Chorus

Oh the dust in the lamplight, oh the dust in the beam
Every speck is a satellite, every speck is a dream
And I'm one of them, one of them, drifting through the glow
In the moth hour, in the moth hour, where the quiet ones go

Outro

In the moth hour, in the moth hour, where the quiet ones go