you told me that moths follow moonlight
and so moths fall into flame
because in their minds it's always nighttime
and all light is the moon
"what if i held out a match?" i said
"what if i was light?"
"what if my body became covered in moth bodies?"
"what if my eyes were covered by wings?"
you said "well, when they settled onto you"
"they'd think they'd found the moon,
and they'd never leave you.
no, they'd never leave you."
"and if they got too close?" i said
"if they flew into my flame?"
"then they'd circle you afire," you said
"become disasters - wandering stars"
so i said: "then, your light is a candle
your light is a flame
for i know it only as the moon
i know it only as the moon
and i'll never leave you
no, i'll never leave you
i'll wrap my wings around you
and i will follow only you"
"then i'll burn you with my fire," you said
"and i'll eat you up in flames"
"for i am a disaster," you said
"i'm a wandering star"
