The Moth

from by Marlon Battad



Mother had a busy day, you read it on her face.
Cloak yourself in blue and gray and gather up your strength.
Would you see me fly? Am I a speck lost in the blue?
Would you hear my footsteps if I crawled up on the roof?

When all is said and all is done I did not know the way to sew my father’s armor on,
but every stream will be explored and every road be paved, and I can always chase the sun.

O Icarus, my son…

If all was said and all was done I would not know my way. They’ll take away the lie I’ve loved
when every ocean’s been unfurled and all the Earth is claimed that I could always chase the sun.

O Icarus, my son…

I creep past my mother, so still in her sleep, at night so my father don’t hear me weep.
Now you, fiery other, I beg you to see the chink in my armor and make me weak,

and though I know the flames would torch my soft and waxy wings, I swear by God I will taste the-

Son, O my son. Icarus, my heart. Icarus, my light. Icarus my love,
is the sky or the ground approaching?
Will we fly or are you falling


from secret demo 2017, released February 16, 2017



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