unfortunately
moonlight
has a way
of washing flaws from you
leavin perfect silhouette memory

and i remember u in moonlight
frozen

theres a field unfindable
now out west
in dreams

and the grass tall
trembles slightly
and the lightnin bugs
flicker

their light hittin eyes like
memory or pain or beauty

and the moon shines on it at night
and its flaws get washed away

yr light hittin my eyes
like memory or pain or beauty

all the stimuli of this worls
all the stimuli of this world
all the stimuli of this world