Rift

[Verse 1]
My butterflies flew away
You told me they would one day
Though the noise has discolored you
I wish to paint you clean
Be the house you were born in
Raised up free from the ruins
Waiting around...Naming the children
Sweet, can’t you see?
No-ones had them yet

[Verse 2]
Loosen these sunshine ties
And never keep our doors closed
Though the noise has buried you
I wish to dig you up
For the house, you were born in
Bears a girl free from the ruins
An avian dissent from a feline bride
So child-like, resting out at peaks
Waiting around, naming the children
Sweet, can’t you believe?
No-ones had them yet

[Chorus]
Into the first rift
And cave in the way out
Pulled from our flooding house
Teaching them all to swim
Who should we be next time?
A cloud or a nursery rhyme
Up on the 9th silver lined
With rain, wildlife and time