Crestillion - Butterfly Maze
Looking for a needle that doesn't want to be found
Competing for a prize that would make me succumb
At the end of the darkness
Will I find you
or will I find myself?
Overriding obstacles
We created miracles
Counting every second, every memory
It's a pity, all the
Stories about us
Never to be told
Lost in the distance of old
I realize, butterflies are
Falling from the sky
Dropping dead, right before my eyes
Following the trail you left
Painted beautifully
Chorus of silver bells
singing our melody
Stories about an
Ever lasting love
Lost to a truth from above
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