Badger

I read your call sign; Butterfly Thoughts of wings open wide, cast in sunlight In my hand your bones are brittle and you burst in to flame Untie me and let me leave So what if I should forget to breathe? Will white light rescue me and secure my salvation? I can all but hope That time will tell that this was real enough for me Blessed with hindsight, it was clear to me Your reckless advancements came with no guarantees My mind’s made up We were never in love So what’s lefts absolution for the weight of our sin So if there’s no sign of the morrow our souls remain clean