When one year ends and another begins and the sky is a shower of sparks
With your skinny girl arms with the hairs on their ends like exclamation marks
Well I admit I was scared, I felt unprepared if I need you tell me where you'll be
You said "It's not surprising, just look to the horizon, it's the circle in the middle is me"
A week in the hospital, always sick when you were little, you were brittle like butterfly bones
I wish I had been there to run a comb through your hair – it always smelt like smoke and pine cones
But then the devil shot through, you got stronger as you grew but they treat you like you're never the same
You filled your one good lung and bit down hard on your tongue just to keep yourself from going insane
Oh Oh Oh
Oh
And the rides keep on turning
And our lives insist on turning
And my mind it keeps on learning
But I can smell something burning mmm
Now in a minute or less I tried to confess every single thing I've learnt so far
In a skirt that you'd stolen as the road was unrolling and unreelin' 'neath the wheels of the car
No I haven't been drinking, I don't know what I was thinking but it really don't mean a thing
She said "do me a favor if you wanna be my savior then you're gonna have to wait 'til the spring"
She said "do me a favor if you wanna be my savior then you're gonna have to learn how to sing"
Butterfly Bones