The whole house caught in a gust
And lifted up
We click our seatbelts and hold on
As paintings fall
We've been here before
Butterfly inside your mind
Between petals it designs
Something happens to the right
But it's not why we're here
So let it stay unclear
I don't know who I am
Or if you're here
I'd kind of like you to be here
Butterfly inside your mind
Full of rocks and brandished knives
You couldn't listen if you tried
But that's beside the point
Roll another joint
What if I'm made up of mind?
The implication nulls the plight
Or at least it tries but can't take flight
It's really nothing, dear
It's just an abstract fear