- Butterflies
I'm leavin' town, I'm not sure if I'll ever be coming back,
but if you wanted to come say good bye, well I wouldn't mind that.
I'm leavin' town, I'm not sure if I'll ever be coming back,
but if you wanted a whisky with me, well I wouldn't stop that.
But then the butterflies, they start again, my heart decides to pump again,
but I'm making my way, babe, I'm making my way.
- Elizabeth
You wake from comfort search
to morning soiled bed.
Now, slumber sweetened tooth
bites down in cold, hard truth
Oh, oh, no, Elizabeth. Oh, oh, no.
Oh, oh, no, Elizabeth. Oh, oh, no.
- Whispering Still
Whispering still
with all of my years
Insanity storm
I haunt to myself
just another day
For this is the joy to people