Em   F#m       G   A       G
What where you doing in dreams?
Em
Collecting Moths and lying with me

Well goodbye butterfly
   A                              G
Because my eyes have opened from this sleep
Em
Sleep

[Verse 2]
A          G          D                  C
And maybe one day we’ll all meet under a hill
 C             G               A          Em
And maybe they’ll tell me I’m still their favorite
Em         G          Em
What where you doing in dreams?
A                     G
You were beautiful to me
Em             F#m
And I seem to sing
Em
I seem to sing
Em
Goodbye seaside

 A       G                 Em
Loading screens and dark lights
F#m                 Em
And I know I seem alone
Em                      A         G
But really I’m a melody, remedy, therapy
Em
Moths
Em
Moths

It’s dark in here
Em            G
Where are the moths?
Em
Because the butterflies are fighting
              A
Where are the moths?
                            G
Because the butterflies are fighting
Em                                  A              G
The space under the floor that flickers has a mortality reality
Em                       G                    Em
It’s so dark the light can’t come through the window