| Song | Moth |
| Artist | East of Eden |
| Album | Mercator Projected |
| When I see the things I dream | |
| I will know how things can be | |
| And I know that you and me will love again | |
| You're beautiful and soft as a brightley colored moth | |
| Let the spider weave his web under waterfalls at dawn | |
| Till we pass this way again | |
| Dream black requiem | |
| We can climb the hill and see | |
| Past the sprinting chestnut tree | |
| In the pool of blinking lights | |
| I take away | |
| In the last sweep of life you will flutter down | |
| In deep and total sleep |