Slow Moth Songtext
von InTechnicolour

Lightning strikes twice on the third of the month
′Blessed be to christ'...that′s what she told me anyway
'Level out' was whispered, my head sank through the floor
Desperate are the blankets breathing through your spores

I am dust and I am gold
Trap me in a glass
I am dust and I am gold
I am dust and I am gold
Trap me in a glass
I am dust and I am gold


That′s what she told me anyway
Try to hum my soul through grit and dirt and filth
The frost will eat us all
It′s colder than it was yesterday
Meet me in our hole
Your heart tastes beautiful
Distracted by your light
Distracted by your light

I am dust and I am gold
Trap me in a glass
I am dust and I am gold
I am dust and I am gold
Trap me in a glass
I am dust and I am gold
I am dust and I am gold
Trap me in a glass
I am dust and I am gold
I am dust and I am gold
Trap me in a glass
I am dust and I am gold
I am dust and I am gold
Trap me in a glass
I am dust and I am old

I am dust and I am gold