Moth In The Porch Light - Folly & the Hunter

You manifest what I see in triumph the plunder taken after the violence

Of our romantic and foolish notions/ I guess it figures the woman ruins

The meager voice became a shout when I raised my eyes and figured out that

I was standing on a porch with an eerie glow and voice so hoarse

I saw you there with dusty wings your eyes were sideways and searching

For a common path while your lies were stewing I guess it figures the woman

ruins

Moth in a Porchlight out in the woods

There is no question you’re up to no good

Grasping for choice if only I could

I could not know until I stood where I stood

Joyful undertones brought us light on those mostly secret summer nights

When I felt that I could have killed in a blinding passion that haunts me still

And the following months you began a war with the alter ego that I fell for

You really don’t know what you’re doing I guess it figures the woman ruins