Song parody of
Little White Moth
by Ben Sasso
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Little white moth, where are you going
Glittering in the desert sun
Your yin and yang dancing shadow
It’s stalking you through the morning dust
Your wispy wings, those flimsy fuzzies
thinner than a beetles breath
Swerve, slice, and swivel, carve, cut and chisel
The wind’s dripping off your bayonet
You’re like a house fire, nothing but panic
Fast and tragic like you’re trapped inside
Slow it down, you're looking crazy
Is it the wind or your hyper mind
Oh I’m the same buddy, I understand
Every year I’m just feeding the fire
Searing timber and burning hands
But I’m whistling watching you my friend
Little white moth, why is your body
Flopping over in the desert dust
Are you ok buddy? I hate the way you’re moving
Shuffling sand like a morning gust
If this is just your humor, It’s barely funny
But I love your delivery
It’s so unexpected. So vague and volatile
A tourist trap jumping bean
Your slowing down, drugged and drowsy
Spinning 'round like a barber's pole
Left and right, it’s where the wind blows
Oh I’m the same, I’m barely in control
And I don’t mean to pry, but I think you’re gonna die
I can barely hear your buzz
At least you’re in the shade, but that’s gonna change
like I suppose, everything does
My heart starts to quicken watching your legs a-kicking
You’re tap dancing on my wrenching ribs
You’re tip tipping tapping, your wings barely flapping
You’re burning out like a candle stick
Little white moth, I watched your body
flake away in the desert heat
Peeling skin, curling varnish
You’re chipping off like a cheap antique
Your leg is pinned under a pebble
The sun's kicking you side to side
Your bleaching out, you’re catching fire
I’m kicking back watching embers fly
Your shadow’s shaking off bit by bit
Waving away in a grand farewell
Sorry I’m not crying for you
I hardly even do it for myself
My youth is shaking off bit by bit
Waving away in a grand farewell
Go 'round enough and the sun starts flashing
This world's felt like a carousel
I’m bone white. I’m sun lit linen
Hanging heavy in a window frame
A breeze sailed through and shook my fabric
But I know it’ll pass again
Little white moth, where are you going
Glittering in the desert sun
Your yin and yang dancing shadow
It’s stalking you through the morning dust
Your wispy wings, those flimsy fuzzies
thinner than a beetles breath
Swerve, slice, and swivel, carve, cut and chisel
The wind’s dripping off your bayonet
You’re like a house fire, nothing but panic
Fast and tragic like you’re trapped inside
Slow it down, you're looking crazy
Is it the wind or your hyper mind
Oh I’m the same buddy, I understand
Every year I’m just feeding the fire
Searing timber and burning hands
But I’m whistling watching you my friend
Little white moth, why is your body
Flopping over in the desert dust
Are you ok buddy? I hate the way you’re moving
Shuffling sand like a morning gust
If this is just your humor, It’s barely funny
But I love your delivery
It’s so unexpected. So vague and volatile
A tourist trap jumping bean
Your slowing down, drugged and drowsy
Spinning 'round like a barber's pole
Left and right, it’s where the wind blows
Oh I’m the same, I’m barely in control
And I don’t mean to pry, but I think you’re gonna die
I can barely hear your buzz
At least you’re in the shade, but that’s gonna change
like I suppose, everything does
My heart starts to quicken watching your legs a-kicking
You’re tap dancing on my wrenching ribs
You’re tip tipping tapping, your wings barely flapping
You’re burning out like a candle stick
Little white moth, I watched your body
flake away in the desert heat
Peeling skin, curling varnish
You’re chipping off like a cheap antique
Your leg is pinned under a pebble
The sun's kicking you side to side
Your bleaching out, you’re catching fire
I’m kicking back watching embers fly
Your shadow’s shaking off bit by bit
Waving away in a grand farewell
Sorry I’m not crying for you
I hardly even do it for myself
My youth is shaking off bit by bit
Waving away in a grand farewell
Go 'round enough and the sun starts flashing
This world's felt like a carousel
I’m bone white. I’m sun lit linen
Hanging heavy in a window frame
A breeze sailed through and shook my fabric
But I know it’ll pass again
