Clutch your umbrella

Black like your soul

The world is raining

But inside

you're cold

But hey-you've got a nice coat

distracts from the fact that

You're made of

bone

But,

the butterflies know

Follow them down

Where the nectar grows

Oh, the butterflies know

Buttercup baby

Your heart is gold

World

Waits

For you to unfold

chrysalis

Come back

before I'm old...