Butterfly Suite

Who sweeps the squalid rain to scan through pinks and gray
I left without escape above a frightened rays
A torch of wanderlust, a tome of all that’s dust
It settled on the first rung
It’s morning to good morning, good morning to you sun
Don’t ever set on our love as our love has begun
To hold you from afar to sing out butterfly
I’m sloth when miles presides, bedances rent with crying
It’s morning to good morning, good morning to you sun
Don’t ever set on our love cause our love has begun
I’m here to be, the same degree with you
Believe
Escaped, cause here I am to follow you with I
Climbed with dead stuck I, to follow you
Unto I
For love, you catch freedom
For love it makes wanton
For love
It’s morning to good morning, good morning to you sun
Don’t ever set on our love cause our love has begun
Across this realm of dew stains swept the tears from coals
Adrift upon dread heaven, strangers as their own
I’m here to be, the same degree with you
Believe
I’m here to be, the same degree with you
Believe