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Butterfly, butterfly Flying into the wind You can be sure of it That’s no place to begin Overthinking every little thing Acknowledge the bell you can’t unring 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 You don’t have to say that it matters You don’t have to turn something in
