So, so you think you can tell…
Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field, from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cold breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year, running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears,
I wish you were here.

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Yesterday I went outside
With my momma’s mason jar
Caught a lovely butterfly
When I woke up today
Looked in on my fairy pet
She had withered all away
No more sighing in her breast
Smell you on my hand for days
I can’t wash away your scent
I’m a dog then you’re a bitch
I guess you’re as real as me
Maybe I can live with that
Maybe I need fantasy
Life of chasing butterfly
I’m sorry for what I did
I did what my body told me to
I didn’t mean to do you harm
Everytime I pin down what I think I want
It slips away
The ghost slips away
I told you I would return
When the robin makes his nest
But I ain’t never coming back
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry

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that someone I know sent this in to PostSecret
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