Field Guide for the Butterflies

Lyrics

The paint's stained on the Econoline From the black blood of the butterflies Who were fluttering side-by-side When we smashed their wings, smashed their lives Now the rosary swings From the porch of the double wide Strapped to the flatbed, oversized, out on forty-nine [Verse 2] Plastic flowers line this highway I ride They don't smell like anything, but they never rot, never die Illuminating the shoulders, carry inside the lines Say a prayer every morning, then again at night [Chorus] Mama, I got dreams, and I'd give anything For you to watch me dance or listen to me sing In a world that kills, oh, I cannot sit still Is it suicide if I die out chasing thrills? Just me trying to grow wings [Verse 3] In the morning I wake up, in the morning I rise Puttin' on my makeup, powderin' my eyes And I may write a poem, I may make it rhyme Where there are my friends, there are happy times Where there is the wind, there are happy chimes Where I meet my end, there I'll lay my life Can't be too brave out here beneath the sky Say a prayer every morning, then again at night [Chorus] Mama, I got dreams, and I'd do anything For you to watch me dance or listen to me sing In a world that kills, oh, I will not sit still It's not suicide if I die out chasing thrills Just me trying to grow wings, yeah [Outro] Field guide for the butterflies Just me trying to grow wings (Field guide for the butterflies) Field guide for the butterflies Just me trying to grow wings (Field guide for the butterflies) Field guide for the butterflies Just me trying to grow wings