Got hit with something cold, the headline of another day gone bleak There was trash making spirals in the air and a little black dog running up the street Some cops flew by as sirens wailed and I turned the radio higher Staring at those thin yellow lines, that trailed behind with a blue desire
Was driving through richmond where an old boyfriend moved a couple years ago After his best friend shot himself in the head at that thanksgiving dinner, the one I didn't go That was tragic and sad, and earlier that day I pissed him off, left him hanging for the last time I was thinking of hitting him up to ask how he was doing, and to apologize
When I got back home to new york, my favorite place in the whole wide world I saw a couple kids laughing on the corner next to a woman sleeping right there on the floor There was a yellow butterfly in the sky and thought to myself that just doesn't happen Very often, so I tried to take it in, but it floated underground into that piss stained coffin
Where some folks emerged in a hurry on their phones trying to get to work or something And I totally forgot about that butterfly, and moved on with my life, as if it were nothing Just a flash of color, like everything else, falling into place in a timeline That we walk into eternity, under nukes, and trees and changing skylines
That we walk into eternity under fire and rain and the undefined That we walk into eternity under birds and spirits and goodbyes That we walk into eternity under pain and joy and compromise That we walk into eternity under pain and joy and compromiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
