Letra de I Box Up All The Butterflies
I find it difficult to Relax in the summertime With all the flowers in bloom I creep across the countryside With my net and my bait And a pocketful of bailer twineI break the promises I made As I box up all the butterfliesI ruin Everything As I sit in a field of grass In the spring Listening To the beat of its little heart And to its wings Struggling For air under an upturned glass And I put a pin Through its wingsAnd I bottle it up, I box it up, And bury it in my heartJust as I know my friends I also know my enemies Are the birds and the bees And my own little insecuritiesI creep around in the dark And I tear up all the dandelions And I break my own heart As I box up all the butterfliesTirelessly, Following Its tiny butterfly tracks Across the field in the spring With a plastic carrier bagFull of fish, Hooks, and string I lay a little matchbox trap And I put pin Through its wingsAnd I bottle it up, I box it up And bury it in my heartI folded up its furry wings And opened up its little heart It might sound stupid But something about it made me want to pull it apartI ruin Everything As I sit in a field of grass In the spring Listening To the beat of its little heart And to its wings Struggling For air under an upturned glass And I put a pin through its wingAnd I bottle it up, I box it up, And bury it in my heart.