The phrase “Drawn Like a Moth to the Flame” was in an email my great friend of many, many years Becky Johnson (aka “Mrs. Bluegrass”) sent me Monday of last week. That email and my friendship with Becky inspired me to write the song that same evening. I recorded the video last Thursday night.
This is a song for the moth The moth can do wonderful things Just flying around Is simply astounding Let’s see YOU flutter your wings I know you’re shaking your head Your faith in my judgement is shaken But when I thought what to sing For the animal kingdom All the really cute creatures were taken What do say when the power’s so strong We cannot resist its appeal We say, “Drawn like a moth to the flame” I truly believe It’s no small achievement To give human emotion a name This is a song for the bugs If I might make a suggestion They’re living their lives Trying hard to survive Down there in your lower intestine Maybe they’re dancing the polka Maybe they’re doing the waltz But if things go wrong And you don’t last very long It really just isn’t their faults What do say when the power’s so strong We cannot resist its appeal We say, “Drawn like a moth to the flame” I truly believe It’s no small achievement To give human emotion a name This is a song for the moth No need for laughter and scorn They have such a short life Filled with danger and strife Dying only months after they’re born So there’s no need to fidget and fuss No need to argue and cuss It gives me great pride To know I’m on their side There’s a lot more of them than of us What do say when the power’s so strong We cannot resist its appeal We say, “Drawn like a moth to the flame” I truly believe It’s no small achievement To give human emotion a name