I know that you’ve noticed her dance in the sky
It must be for you, why else would it catch your eye
With all its delicate passes and intricate colors
It couldn’t be designed for any of the others
She’s always been so beautiful,
So charming, kind, and dutiful,
Our little butterfly.
Never tell her what’s on your mind - just light the gaslight
You’ll find that like a moth to the flame, she’ll soon alight
And the moment her feet make contact with the glass
Her every mystery is within your grasp
She’s always been so beautiful,
So charming, kind, and dutiful,
Our little butterfly.
Pin her down, bring the scalpel, see what you find
When you tear open the carapace of that vibrant mind
After all, lepidopterology is such a civil hobby
What’s a little dissection, between friends, over coffee
She’s always been so beautiful,
So charming, kind, and dutiful,
Our little butterfly.
And once every secret that was once hers is yours
Mount them on the wall like those who came before
Because every thought that’s examined is safe
Categorized and alphabetized in its case
She’s always been so beautiful,
So charming, kind, and dutiful,
Our little butterfly
Written with @buildyoursound.