My dreams, my tears, my hopes, my fears. Yearning love I immerse. My world in a verse
Monday, April 7, 2014
Bridled Butterfly
© 2014 Mark Cote
caged butterfly
who bleeds you of color
when once you soared
now you just flutter
Now a pale moth
curled on the floor
the key at your feet
will open the door (can you reach) (can you reach)
(chorus) tell me
tell me
can you find the strength
to escape a world
you were never meant
to be
bridled butterfly
tell me
tell me
Where yesterdays went
would they want
to see
a bridled butterfly
a boy can see
through stained window panes
the story unfold
and love it restrains
a TV show
that touches his heart
the plot oh too real
as she plays her part
(chorus)
(bridge) if he could
wrap his heart around her
she could fly
she could fly
she could fly
if she knew
she probably would
but he just sighs
he just sighs
he just sighs
(chorus)
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