Butterfly from Powder Blue by Begonia

Time floats like a butterfly
Stings like saltwater in my eyes
Hmmm

I used to recognize
That on one hand it could be so nice
And I felt alive

But now I need
To find me
A pardon
For somebody
Who never asked
If I’m being honest
With myself

Swore I felt you in the breeze
Now all I see are the leaves in the trees
It’s funny how you find relief
When I just wanted to be seen

Chipped my tooth at the swimming pool
Memorized the golden rule
Thought I’d show the world the light
Now something doesn’t sit quite right

And I need
To find me
More words to say I’m sorry
For all the times I pretended I was so holy

Time floats like a butterfly

• Alternative
• Indie
• Indie Pop
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• Winnipeg