a wild butterfly finding your way…

you're a wild butterfly finding your way, just a girl growing wings.

what if the
raging inside of you
is something beautiful…
your curiosity stretching
and your soul stirring…
all that wildflower energy in your veins.
and the ache is everything you've suffocated
for so long just trying to find some way to breathe.
and when it feels like you're burning it all down,
you're just still learning how to burn bright.
maybe you go a little wayward
and get a little reckless,
but be easy on your restless heart;
have a little grace with your fire…
you're a wild butterfly finding your way,
just a girl growing wings.

– butterflies rising

you're a wild butterfly finding your way, just a girl growing wings.

what if the
raging inside of you
is something beautiful…
your curiosity stretching
and your soul stirring…
all that wildflower energy in your veins.
and the ache is everything you've suffocated
for so long just trying to find some way to breathe.
and when it feels like you're burning it all down,
you're just still learning how to burn bright.
maybe you go a little wayward
and get a little reckless,
but be easy on your restless heart;
have a little grace with your fire…
you're a wild butterfly finding your way,
just a girl growing wings.

– butterflies rising

you're a wild butterfly finding your way, just a girl growing wings.

what if the
raging inside of you
is something beautiful…
your curiosity stretching
and your soul stirring…
all that wildflower energy in your veins.
and the ache is everything you've suffocated
for so long just trying to find some way to breathe.
and when it feels like you're burning it all down,
you're just still learning how to burn bright.
maybe you go a little wayward
and get a little reckless,
but be easy on your restless heart;
have a little grace with your fire…
you're a wild butterfly finding your way,
just a girl growing wings.

– butterflies rising

you're a wild butterfly finding your way, just a girl growing wings.

what if the
raging inside of you
is something beautiful…
your curiosity stretching
and your soul stirring…
all that wildflower energy in your veins.
and the ache is everything you've suffocated
for so long just trying to find some way to breathe.
and when it feels like you're burning it all down,
you're just still learning how to burn bright.
maybe you go a little wayward
and get a little reckless,
but be easy on your restless heart;
have a little grace with your fire…
you're a wild butterfly finding your way,
just a girl growing wings.

– butterflies rising