O who can be
Both moth and flame? The weak moth blundering by.
Whom do we love? I thought I knew the truth;
Of grief I died, but no one knew my death.


'The Sequel' (1964)


O who can be Both moth and flame? The weak moth blundering by. Whom do we love? I thought I knew the truth; Of grief I died, but no one knew my death.

O who can be Both moth and flame? The weak moth blundering by. Whom do we love? I thought I knew the truth; Of grief I died, but no one knew my death.

O who can be Both moth and flame? The weak moth blundering by. Whom do we love? I thought I knew the truth; Of grief I died, but no one knew my death.

O who can be Both moth and flame? The weak moth blundering by. Whom do we love? I thought I knew the truth; Of grief I died, but no one knew my death.