The fire that shines is too bright for my eyes
but I just can't turn and look away
If I come too close, I will burn
but I can't turn around and walk away

Black butterflies floating away
charred pages of the book I won't read today

I went down to the river, to get washed clean
what if I die here, drown and float downstream?
will somebody find me and bring me home
or will I drift down to the ocean all alone?

Black butterflies floating away
charred pages of the book I won't read today

temptation don't move, its standing there still
I turn to face it, it comes in for the kill
I look around to find a friendly face
together we'll make our stand
maybe this is grace

Black butterflies floating away
charred pages of the book I won't read today

Posted Thursday, May 24th 2012