flight of the butterfly, rising free
The power of the notes
Pervasive in the air
Touching all who sing them
Releasing the dormant care
in a small dark room
she waited for her lover
he imagined her thoughts
he imagined her beauty
i close my eyes
and i am there again
dirt is falling into my mouth
surreal
they're standing above me
shovels in hand
they can't see my opening eyes
with their tear-filled eyes
cowering
more dirt
coming so quickly
it's heavy now
stifled
the breaths won't come
chest is too heavy
only my tears flow
through the fine, fresh dirt
returning
screaming the screams
noone can hear
but me
and my friend
light
as before
she is here to guide me
into the light
taking flight
free