Moth (Notevember 2020, #20)

Lyrics:

A moth to the flame
Pattern familiar
and it’s always the same
with you

You heed no advice
Just going straight for
what’s in front of your eyes
You do

Rush in, deaf to calls of warning
Brush with death, just brush it off
All alarm is met with yawning
Worry only makes you scoff

And I don’t know how it will end
When I see the moth in my friend

Caution was urged
But you threw caution
to the wind and you surged
ahead

I smile when you run
Though you’re an Icarus
who aims for the sun
above

Dart in, blind to signs of danger
Certain you cannot be caught
“Kid, you shouldn’t talk to strangers”
Isn’t something you were taught

I envy your instinct
For pleasure and joy
Wish I had my measure
when I was a boy
But at some point, the truth is,
your luck will run out
When worse things than bruises
is fair turnabout

And I don’t know how it will end
When I see the moth in my friend