The Feather

Lyrics by DragonHug --- [1:45m] Four moths fly. They carry a feather. A blue and orange feather. --- [2:21m] The sun goes down, and the moon arrives. The four moths begin to glow. They are moon-moths. --- [2:47m] They fly and fly and fly. Feather held in tiny hands. --- [3:20] Below, a forest begins. The trees are blue under the moon. --- [3:57m] In the middle of the forest, stands a tall narrow mountain, covered with little openings, that all shine brighter, than the stars. Long lines of glimmering rows fly from and to the holes. The four moths join one of the rows. They reach a hole and fly through. --- [4:43] Night turns bright. Above, another sky, where stars alive. Below, towers of silk and glow. Mounds of white in trove. Purple rock around. And in center, on pillow grand, sits The Moth King alone. --- [5:17m] Two long brows stretch high. Two big orange globes his eyes. Patterned wings his royal cloak. The eldest moth, in shades of sand, tree and stone. The four moths flutter low. --- [6:00m] ''My moths come with thing that glows, that is why it was brought.'' ''Little moths, this is not a light. Thing belongs not to my trove.'' ''Now you go. Look in embers and on lakes, in the cloud's tremble, and come back again. That is what moon-moths do.'' --- [7:54] The four moon-moths carry the feather outside. They flutter low to an old wooden box, and let it go. It slowly sways down, among treasures of all kinds. All of it shines bright, but not a single thing, is a light.