Lucinda Williams - Broken Butterflies

      
 
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 You wear your anger well and stand
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 For all the world to see
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 A heavy cloak, that one gloved hand
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 And no humility
 
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 You stand inside the garden
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 And feast on black cherries
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 And swallow the mana from heaven
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 And spit out the seeds
 
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 You spread your anger on sharp edged knives
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 Cut my skin and make it bleed
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 Like Pilate in his self-righteousness
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 You are a traitor and a thief
 
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 Choking on your unplanned words
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 Coughing up your lies
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 Tumbling from your mouth
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 A flurry of broken butterflies
 
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 Broken butterflies
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 They rest their wings snapped in two
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 On their way to certain death
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 Their colours gold and blue
 
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 With the blood that flows I can not hide
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 The blood that covers me
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 Nourishes the butterflies
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 And they are healed and are set free
 
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 I wish you had what Ruth possessed
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 Then I don't expect that of you
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 Grace and honour and faithfulness
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 And a love that you refused
 
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 Will you ever learn to just forgive
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 Will you open your beautiful eyes
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 And bleed the way Christ did
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 And fix the broken butterflies
 
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 Ooooh-ooooh ooooh-ooooh
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 Ooooh-ooooh ooooooh
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 Ooooh-ooooh ooooh-ooooh
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 Ooooh-ooooh ooooooh
 
 (Outro)
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