The Green Pajamas

Sweet Moth

Along the edge of the desert wash
You can really get blown away
My lungs and eyes are the only thing
That move with the jagged flame
Holy Christ it's back again
This God dammed Tucson rain

chorus:
There's a sweet moth on a hydrant
While the hotel's up in flames
And it flies off with the migrants
Who have fled the desert blaze

Along the fence are a couple of kids
With a smile and a two dollar face
You can tell by the dust on their corn cob heads
They really don't care anymore
Holy Christ it's back to this
Sage blown desert place

chorus

Along the edge of the desert wall
You can really get lulled away
The radio's on and the oil spilled 
And the flame runs up my leg
Holy Christ it's back again
It's written all over your face

chorus


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Written by Eric Lichter c-2001 Eric Lichter, BMI
From the Green Pajamas album 'This Is Where We Disappear'