to let him dream…

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

to be steady in the soul,
and free in the spirit

– butterflies rising

to be steady in the soul,
and free in the spirit

– butterflies rising

to be steady in the soul…
and wild in the spirit

– butterflies rising

now that i know you exist…
how do i not love you.
how do i not follow this gravity towards you.
now that i feel this, how could i ever not. feel. this.
i don’t know how i could ever be here in this life
and not. love you. i just have no choice.

but then… you made a choice.
and now i have no choice.

and i don’t know how…
how will i be here in this world
with you somewhere else in this world.
how. will i learn to pull myself out of this gravity
and not feel this anymore now that i have felt. this.
how…
now that i know you exist…
how do i not love you.

– butterflies rising