Hello weak butterfly in my arms
You traveled so far to die in my arms
School's out today, and the spring air is still
You move like a riverboat through the thick, brushy hills
Timed like a lung you expand you deflate
In the hot night crows fight beetles in the firelight
Hello weak waterfall in my arms
You traveled so long to die in my arms
You land in the river, but the river is a river
no more like an overturned ferry you sink
to the floor, you're an apple in the weeds, you're a glowing green eye
School's out today, and the fires won't go out
I'd love to come over, but the wind's blowing south
But while we've been sleeping, the bushes are burning