There is a finger missing on my right hand A butchers hand in a butterfly wingspan The sky hangs on a thread As I paint the white picket fence red Said am I alive? Or am I dead?
I caught a rainbow tear in her sunset smile I told a broken bird of my unborn child These blood stained walls in her head I found my girl bleeding in his bed
The angels cried in butterfly red The butcher and the butterfly Her wings are torn, my baby's dead The butcher and the butterfly Oh yeah
I put my girl in the butcher's hands She is my curse cried Fireman Sam And heaven down below inscribes her name My baby girl's lost in amongst these flames
The angels cried in butterfly red The butcher and the butterfly Her wings are torn, my baby's dead
Oh heaven help me What have I done? I kissed the daughter of my unborn son
:Katie mumbles for a bit:
Heaven down below inscribed her name But heaven, heaven rained down again
The angels cried in butterfly red The butcher and the butterfly Her wings are torn, my baby's dead The butcher and the butterfly The angels cried in butterfly red The butcher and the butterfly Her wings are town, my baby's dead The butcher and the butterfly The angels cried in butterfly red The butcher and the butterfly Her wings are torn, my baby's dead |
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