Lyrics Martha Wainwright – Piano Music
Text:
A map to stars they’ve charted
Yet some nights I cannot find the road
To where a dark moth, almost on fire
Bangs its body against her light
At a dance she appears
As if unwounded by experience
As if unwounded by experience
Grief she says
Is better than chaos and hurt
Grief so light
Grief so light
One day you will turn it over
Like a song