This is goodbye
Goodbye to all those little crimes
Screaming inside
It ain't enough to turn the tide
Just so
I let them go
Unpinning butterflies In the hopes they'll come alive
Alive
Foolish

I know The bread crumbs all were all devoured After charades
I love the way you wear your face
Just so
I let them go
Unpinning butterflies
In the hopes they'll come alive
I let them go
Unpinning butterflies
In the hopes they'll come alive
Climb the same old wall
To the top and fall
Again
Can you hear me call
In the hopes they'll all Come alive

First sign of a locust swarm
A worried mind; a thunderstorm
Wrapped in heaven's knowing view
The eye of a needle few get through
I saw you sitting in your room
Weaving plans in sorrow's loom
Solace chatter deal in vain

No [unclear] no [unclear] to face the rain
A hopeless, dreaming, time disturbed
Friends and family, [needling cur?]
Away in your imagined box
The chains on chains and locks on locks
Take hold of the arms of centipede
A hundred hearts and all you need
A marble Venus works in song
As short in love as life is long

Take hold of the arms of centipede
A hundred hearts and all you need
A Venus marble works in song
As short in love as life is long