Mothspell captures the beauty and mythology of moths. Symbols of transformation and metamorphosis, these beautiful phototactic creatures maintain a constant angular relationship to the moon, embracing an emergence from darkness into light.
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
Would you love me through the winter?
Say good morning to the night
The memory of sunshine and high skies
Our love is not the light it was
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
Make me beautiful
Let's call it a night
Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone