Blue Butterflies
I read your signs
Worship your voices
Your figure so fine
Your lips a treasure
Your innate desire of integrity
Your sense of honor,
Responsibility
When you open your arms
In the rays of light
Here I found you
Blue butterflies
Is there anybody
Out there?
Is there anybody
I listen...
No footsteps on the straight line
I'm dancing all around
Scratching my skin
The moon is rising highl feel the air
Licking my nape
Is there anybody
Out there?
I survived
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
Free
The Dead Man says:
Torture is an irony
But for the living a fatality!
He says:
Take a deep breath
Before your jump
Into that clump
Of vicious vanity
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
To my own reality
There's a story
Behind our prayers
Behind be to faith prayers
Those inner connections
Too difficult to bare
Can you hold your breath
Your thoughts, your tears
Until you clear out
Your own intricacies?
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
To my own reality
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Now I'm back, I'm alive
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
To my own reality
Worship your voices
Your figure so fine
Your lips a treasure
Your innate desire of integrity
Your sense of honor,
Responsibility
When you open your arms
In the rays of light
Here I found you
Blue butterflies
Is there anybody
Out there?
Is there anybody
I listen...
No footsteps on the straight line
I'm dancing all around
Scratching my skin
The moon is rising highl feel the air
Licking my nape
Is there anybody
Out there?
I survived
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
Free
The Dead Man says:
Torture is an irony
But for the living a fatality!
He says:
Take a deep breath
Before your jump
Into that clump
Of vicious vanity
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
To my own reality
There's a story
Behind our prayers
Behind be to faith prayers
Those inner connections
Too difficult to bare
Can you hold your breath
Your thoughts, your tears
Until you clear out
Your own intricacies?
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
To my own reality
I look for blue butterflies
I'm searching for rarity
Now I'm back, I'm alive
Looking for the true kind
The sole beauty
I was hiding my flesh from a sun
Hiding from cruelty
Now I'm back, I'm alive
To my own reality
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Writer(s): Emma Shapplin
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