Mothman of My Heart

Описание: LYRICS

Rolling down the ridges where the sycamores grow tall
Beneath the silver bridge where the evening shadows fall
There’s a story in the hollow that the old folks like to tell
About a pair of glowing eyes like a copper wishing well
He’s a legend of the mountain, a phantom in the night
But I see him as a neighbor in the soft and pale moonlight
With wings like velvet curtains and a stride so wide and free
He’s just another spirit in the hills of West Virginia with me

Oh Mothman, Mothman, dancing through the pines
Watching over Point Pleasant through the shifting sands of time
With your wings against the starlight and your eyes a burning red
You’re the guardian of the valley, just like my daddy said

Some folks call him omen, some folks call him freight
But I see a gentle traveler standing by my garden gate
He doesn't mean no trouble, he doesn't mean no harm
Just a lonely mountain creature with a strange and rustic charm
I left a porch light burning just to guide him on his way
Across the TNT area where the ghosts of history play
He’s as much a part of home as the coal dust and the rain
A silent friend who wanders through the sunshine and the pain

Oh Mothman, Mothman, dancing through the pines
Watching over Point Pleasant through the shifting sands of time
With your wings against the starlight and your eyes a burning red
You’re the guardian of the valley, just like my daddy said

High above the Kanawha where the river meets the sky
I hear the heavy rhythm of his wings a-passing by
It’s a heartbeat for the hillsides, it’s a song for every soul
Keeping watch upon the ridges where the heavy thunders roll

Oh Mothman, Mothman, dancing through the pines
Watching over Point Pleasant through the shifting sands of time
With your wings against the starlight and your eyes a burning red
You’re the guardian of the valley, just like my daddy saidFly on, fly on, through the misty morning dew
West Virginia’s waiting with a mountain song for you
Just a shadow in the timber, just a whisper in the breeze
Rest your heavy wings now ‘neath the ancient willow trees