Текст песни Bob Tilton Butterfly

I tore the butterfly wing
Broke your perfection
And smeared my hands with you
Fallen angel
Fallen angel on your way to ground...

"If I hold the needle steady we can sew our eyes shut"

I tore the thread from mine
And failed to love what faced me
Let's take the mirrors down to lose this reflection
The bones have yellowed with age
The eyes have lost their dancing shine
Eyes that sang in their reflection
Once
Sang
"I can identify you
You...not invited here"

Wrap me up in a butterfly net
Big enough to lose myself in
Big enough to hide myself in

Please, don't tear me
I've torn myself so good already

Hiding my face
I still find me