Adrian Conner - Butterfly

Dear Butterfly
The numbers aren't in our favor
Yet you fly
Flinging your colors before my eyes
Broken things everywhere
Sending me a message
I am you
I'm where I'm supposed to be
Even among the shattered things surrounding me

Sitting with these broken wings
Earth Under my feet
Why do you treat me this way
I'm dismayed
So I look inside my breath
let it be my witness
I am you
you seek to inflict the pain
you carry with you every day
I Pick it up
I turn it 'round
That's what I learned right here on the ground
YOU HURT YOU
I'm not scared of broken wings
Broken wings pretending to be useless things.
Bye Bye

Written by:
GARY CONNER, MARK LANEGAN, VAN CONNER

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