False Eyes
(lyrics © Mojdeh)

The moth wasn't always a winged face
It didn't always perch, or fly
or outstretch its fierce fly-ers
False eyes a-gaze, hunger
Self protector, self knowing
She evolved from the burrow
She evolved from the hiding place (chrysalis)
From the quiet hunger (from the quiet hunger)
The kind that would make the body
consume itself (reform)
She is all secrets
And secrets
And secrets
And secrets

And she prays to the east (Allah?)
But yearns for the west (Allah?)
And many men will not live (Allah?)
Her desperate tries to save her children (Allah?)

And mystical dance
and dancing follicles
and mutter-moving antennae
until she quietly finds home in the
wing-folds of many fly-ers fierce
"Such light"
The many bends a-flutter
The many morphed
and ever morphing bodies
promising to rise near the flame to meet her

While family burns in wait
As the West’s refuge fled
These secrets are hidden

She folds fabric modest before each prayer
Even in the occupied camps she removes her shoes
One woman wrapped in an entire platoon of men
They will always promise to protect her

Slips in with insurgents to save our men
(but what of her safety)
Slips in with insurgents to save our men

Her husband fears arachnid men
Patient as their thirst grows for her settle
into soldiers’ web, insurgents’ web
They have secrets
"So many secrets"

While family burns in wait
As the West’s refuge fled

She prays for her family to be refugees
in another place soon
but son knows what insurgents do (Allah?)
when they find who's who
Bringing the occupiers to
their fighting flames

We become the fire's promise
as we hover before its gaze

We are all pulled to the flutter of the heat
We are the flutter of the heat
We are all pulled to the flutter of the heat
We are the flutter of the heat

Fold the fabric
Conceal her name (Fold)
Conceal her purpose (Fabric)
Conceal her lips (Secrets)
(So no one would know her)