“i don’t need fancy ways and shiny things”
– butterflies rising
“i don’t need fancy ways and shiny things”
– butterflies rising
“the universe puts little bits of stardust in them; memory dust… soul traces”
– butterflies rising
“go with me
everywhere in the world,
bare skin in sunshine,
lost under moonshine,
let’s go”
– butterflies rising
“the universe puts little bits of stardust in them; memory dust… soul traces”
– butterflies rising
“i think you’re made of flowers;
how you bloom when there’s light
on your skin”
– butterflies rising