some way to escape gravity…

she’s always been searching for some way to escape gravity

– butterflies rising

paper planes, or angel wings, anything to lift the heavy, to let him dream…

he’s always been searching for some way to escape gravity

– butterflies rising

paper planes,
or angel wings, anything
to lift the heavy, to let her dream…

she’s always been searching for some
way to escape gravity

– butterflies rising

let yourself
have faith in things

– butterflies rising

someday i’m going
to love someone, and i’m going
to lay at their feet more love than they
could’ve ever imagined

…and you will never be anything
more to anyone than somebody that
someone, somewhere is
recovering from

– butterflies rising

my restlessness is running wild again… and the peace always feels like you.

– butterflies rising

break free with me.
touch stars with me.
lose time with me.

– butterflies rising

i’m restless and wild again…
and all i wanna do is get
lost with you.

– butterflies rising

and after
everything,
you won’t even
grant me
the smallest mercy
of your absence
from my memory

– butterflies rising

stop listening
to the voice that tells you
that love is supposed to be hard,

it keeps leading you to places where
love ends up being hard.

– butterflies rising

it feels like
coming home after
being gone for too long
the way i gravitate to
the good in you…

how i just crave
that goodness in you.

– butterflies rising

to let him dream…