From the recording Hidden Doors
Lyrics
PAPER BUTTERFLIES
I don't need your game
ancient as the years
shadow puppeteers
I don't need your game
and your perfect-made machine
rats working the wheel
just train them all to feel
that they're following their dreams
well I don't need your lies
paper butterflies
and I don't need the web that you spin
or your greed, or your grin
I don't need your greed
I don't need your game
I don't need your game
and you can keep your wares
sell another vial
a poison-apple smile
and tell us how you care
and we don't need your spies
digging through our dirt
to pick out and pervert
and turn it into lies
no we don't need your lies
paper butterflies
and we don't need the web that you spin
or your greed or your grin
we don't need your greed
we don't need your game
we don't need your game
and I don't need your lies
paper butterflies
and I don't need the web that you spin
or your greed or your grin
I don't need your greed
I don't need your
I don't need your game . . .
but I'll play it all the same
© 2014 Rowan Stuart