The Tattered Tale Of Brown Butterfly Lyrics

Blind Iris

Non-album songs

Lyrics to The Tattered Tale Of Brown Butterfly
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Her world bounces up and down

Like a girl on a trampoline

Her dark hair shining

Like a preacher on Sunday

Her breathe smells like tangerines

Her nose is peppered by the sunlight

Her eye's the deep blue sea

When she drifts the mood is so soft

The warm summers breeze



They caught her crying

In the rear view mirror

On our way to a sandy beach

As I bounce between then and now

I see it's somewhere

We would never reach



They watched her cry

In the rear view mirror

There's no u-turn on a one way street

As I bounce between then and now

I see the lesson

They were trying to teach



Says rainy days look best

Through a window

Shut it tight

Leave the cold outside

She's just like the Mona Lisa

A million eyes could never read her mind

All she asks is for something beautiful

The truth is something that she won't believe

What she's got is something beautiful

How easily she was deceived



So I'd lift her up on butterfly wings

Let her down like a feather falls

"We won't listen to your mother say "No, no""

"Come on baby got to break these walls"



We'd climb high

Point to a star in the sky

"You always question but you never ask why"

"You're heart will never know until she cries"

"Come on baby got to break these walls"



Says rainy days look best

Through a window

Shut it tight

Leave the cold outside

She's just like the Mona Lisa

A million eyes could never read her mind

All she asks is for something beautiful

The truth is something that she won't believe

What we've got is something beautiful

How easily she was deceived



So I'd lift her up on butterfly wings

Let her down like a mountain falls

"We won't listen to your mother say "No, no""

"Come on baby got to break these walls"



We'd climb high

Point to a star in the sky

"You always question but you never ask why"

"You're heart will never know until she cries"

"Come on baby got to break these walls"



What she needs is what she really, really wants

What that is she really doesn't know

In the winter she waits for the heat

In the summer she Prays for the Snow

What she needs is what she really, really wants

What that is she really doesn't know

All she holds is all she's ever really lost

I think it's time she lets it go



Life is just a story made up by our brains

What we leave on pages is all that will remain

Long after we're gone it's read or hung up on a wall

Suddenly your life will be meaningful

With a pallet full of color

To show how she felt inside

She painted a plain picture of a brown butterfly
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