"Moths"

These feet don't know this ground 

and these knees don't know this weight

and the sun hits her tarmac.

Making her horizon dance

and it wobbles in the lack of wind

and the heat of new

And my eyes will be quick 

and my feet will be fast 

and I'll be paying attention soon

These ears don't know this sound 

and this skin doesn't know this light

and the moths have all fallen away from their moon 

And my eyes will be quick 

and my feet will be fast 

and I'll be paying attention soon.

These feet don't know this ground 

and these knees don't know this weight.

-This is the Kit