Moths burn on the porch light tonight and every night We hear them fall like coffin balls Meanwhile there's a ripe berry moon above They go for the nearer, easy glow And isn't that something like you and me Isn't that something like you and me St Mary let your long red hair fall down to us all We'd love to hear you laugh again, climb up St Mary let your long red hair fall down to us all We'd love to hear you sing again, climb, climb up Climb, climb up, climb up In the great sky There are no lower lights There are no lesser lights There are no little lights You copy you paste you lose If you can make it past your own guards tonight Close your eyes be still fall in just trust me on this 'Cause isn't that something like what you want Isn't that something like what you want St Mary let your long red hair fall down to us all We'd love to hear you sing again, climb, climb up Climb, climb up, climb up In the great sky there are There are no lower lights There are no lesser lights There are no little lights In the great sky there are There are no lower lights There are no lesser lights There are no little lights There are no, there are no There are no, there are no In the great sky There are no, there are no There are no, there are no There are no, there are no, no In the great sky Moths burn on the porch light tonight and every night Isn't that something