Goodbye black butterfly.

You can take those perfect wings into outer space.

'Cause there's no place left in this blood, for your restless fluttering, your sleepless ways.







Black butterfly, flutter me by.

Kick a little bitter into the night.

Spark of the stars leaving on my heart.

Trying to be good by you, alright alright.

Soft breeze, rose city sunsets, the bats are swinging around me like drunken ships.

Ever-evergreen bows above me tower singing, quiet stories 'bout forgiveness.

Black butterfly, flutter me by.

Kick a little bitter into the night.

Spark of the stars leaving on my heart.

Trying to be good by you, alright alright.

I'll be good.

Alright alright.