Butterfly Nets

This is the house where I grew up
At least it's how my head paints it
Colours fade a little more each year
I know memories like a child
Flicking through their favourite book for pictures
To tell me how the story looks
'Cause the writing isn't clear

So if you see me running round
With a butterfly net
Just trying to catch the moments
I don't want to forget
The lullabies you sang
And stories that you told
I'll keep them bottled up and stored
For days when I feel cold

This the part you wake me up
And say you were just dreaming
Numbness clings a little harder
To the mind these days
Time's a filthy crook
The clock hand circles childhood like vultures
Picking off aspirations till it's understood
That innocence was just a phase

So if you see me running round
With a butterfly net
I'm just trying to catch the moments
I don't want to forget
Well lullabies you sang
And stories that you told
I'll keep them bottled up and stored
For days when I feel old
And so cold

So if you see us stumbling round
With butterfly nets
We're just trying to catch the moments
We don't want to forget
Filling up our hands
With things that we love most
For respite on days when we feel cold