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Butterfly, butterfly Flying into the wind You can be sure of it That’s no place to begin Over-thinking every little thing Acknowledge the bell you can’t un-ring Tomorrow you don’t have to say what you’re thinking You don’t have to mean what you say Butterfly, Butterfly Flutter in to the skies Butterfly, Butterfly Their molecular cries Chrysalis dreams waiting on the fifth instar These stained glass wings could only take you so far away
