where do all these butterflies come from ?
butterflies everywhere flying humming writing lyrics
once there was a glass cage right in the middle of the hypermarket
people stopped and dreamt for a while before buying butterfly powder
for their washing-machines and butter lies for their stupid bellies
where are all these butterflies going ?
they are butterflying in my mind it's so naughty
they should not be allowed to have such a brief life
caterpillars eat so many leaves for just four wings on a flower
a few minutes of harmony fragrance space dust antennas
where are all these butterflies disappearing ?
a lover can't tell a lie to a butterfly it's so light
a black butterfly kissed a few priviledged people
on their forehead and made them enlightened
how lucky they don't have to wait for a falling star
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