look in your eyenspells lost in the windnlike a lonely butterflynblown the road's bendnnbut that man with the net's evilnand he won't let you gonyou died long ago you believenthis we knownnThis autumn zanthic skynfly butterfly love flynthe winds of mantic eyes unleash you from this guynand you find refuge in the violet nightnand you escape your plightnand you escape your plightnni don't know whynyou sigh as youndo when your downncome undergroundnnbE Here with me non the lovely lambnyour not for the takingnat last you're awakingnnconfiscate the nightnis what he does it's frighteningnthat is why we must fightnravaging for what's rightnyour such a lovely sightnin the free blackest nightnncopyright 2007 beau phillipsn