Monday, March 2, 2009

butterflies

She was just 5 years old.
A slightly moody day.
She couldn't stay away from the river's edge and I.
I turned my back to count All the daffodil seeds that surrounded.
I closed my eyes and then heard the water wake up.And I.
I can still hear that scream.
It's still lingering in the air, everywhere, mother please, save me.
Grab my hand, I can't, I can't.
I can still see that face, sink beneath the waves.
Baby, please breathe for me give me time I am here.
Where did you go?Where'd you go?Where'd you go?Where'd you go?
Were the angels that lonely?
Couldn't they suffice for anybody else?
Can't everybody just lie to me?
She's home, she's home, crying for me now.
Every night on a Monday.I will visit the same spot that I hate.
Yes, the place that baby loved.
Now she can taste it. It took her away.

It's been 5 years since then.
And when it hits September.I feel like I'm dying again.
and i wish she was talking to me.Talk to me.
Isn't this pain guilt enough?
I can't even look out the window.
Without seeing figures distorted in the sun.
And I, I can still hear that scream.
It's still lingering in the air, everywhere, mother please, save me.
Grab my hand, I can't, I can't.
I can still see that face, sink beneath the waves.
Baby, please breathe for me give me time I am here.
Where did you go? Where'd you go?Where'd you go?Where'd you go?
Were the angels that lonely?
Couldn't they suffice for anybody else?
Can't everybody just lie to me?
She's home, she's home, crying for me now.
Every night on a Monday, I will visit the same spot that I hate.
Yes, the place that baby loved.
Now she can taste it. It took her away.
And when the Pain hits me like gunshotoh,
and I'm heading on the way to the floor.
I hear her name and it kills me.
Bottles up, bottles up, bottles up.
And I'm trying so hard to forget
but who could forget her laugh?
i choke on my tears
Cough it up.Drink it up.Drink it up.

Were the angels that lonely?
Couldn't they suffice for anybody else?
Can't everybody just lie to me?
She's home, she's home, crying for me now.
Every night on a Monday
I will visit the same spot that I hate.
Yes, the place that baby loved.
Now she can taste it. It took her away.
Oh, it took her away, took her away.

now my time has come
and in that breath of death before leaving,
i swear i saw your face welcoming me
reaching out with your perfect embrace
oh i see it now.
this heaven, it looks like that lake
the one that you loved so dear
oh you always loved it

Then I'll like it too, even though it scared me when I was alone,
but now I'm with you,
I'll be just fine, I'll be just fine
We can sit,we talk about,talk about...
Butterflies,Butterflies,Butterflies,Butterflies.