• Dont be afraid of the ghosts in this house.
    They wont hurt you.At night you hear the pitter
    patter of the feet in the next room do you not?


    Nothing stays here for long not even two days ago
    I saw a butterfly perched on the wall.Then she fluttered
    to the next.Afraid she wouldent make it I cupped my hands
    around her fluttering self.I forced a window wide.and let her
    fly away.I watched till I couldent see her anymore.


    At night I watch you run probaly,cutting your feet all
    bloody against the stone pavement.I wish I could light
    a candle then light youre way through the night if i had
    one.Now I press my head against youre chest hearing
    youre heart pound agaisnt youre ribs,and youre skin tembleing.
    Dont be afaid little butterfly Im here flutter away little one
    flutter away.