Lyrics

Butterfly’s Blues (2021)

Two years older ~ you were the butterfly
plenty of boys, dozens of shoes
Bum a light, practice your smoke rings
You’ve got something to win, and something to prove.

Two in the morning ~ somebody’s weekend
drink till you dance, drive till you fly
Just one rule ~ kick over the traces
Nothing can stop you. Never say die.

Two years later ~ poor little Butterfly
plenty of bills, worn-out shoes
Bum a ride, home to your sister
Sometimes you win, some things you lose

Two more mouths ~ in this household of girls
Yesterday’s party, ashes of news
Fragile as smoke rings flutter and burn
beautiful memories ~ Butterfly’s blues.