Monarch Season from Monarch Season by Jennifer Castle

it’s monarch season
i see the wings in everything
i can’t keep my mind
from flying away with them

they even dance on the waves
i could take a picture
but who’s to say
i’d capture it clearly
nothing but net
and a hole inside my frame

the butterfly days are here
the butterfly days are here

the butterfly days are here
i see them
folding on the wind
i want to be ’em!
holding out my limb
trying to bring one in

i wish the origami king
would come to find me
and fold my page
into something strange
and set it on the wind

the butterfly days are here
the butterfly days are here
the butterfly days are here

• Folk
• alt-country
• indiefolk
• Toronto