Like a butterfly sporadically flapping its wings
My heart beats without any strings
I can’t control it but it controls me and everything counterfeit
Like a ship signaling for help to get to the docks
A faint signal, three dots, three dashes, three dots
My heart speaks a language I used to know
Feb 26, 2025
Feb 26, 2025 at 3:25 PM UTC
Like a butterfly sporadically flapping its wings
My heart beats without any strings
I can’t control it but it controls me and everything counterfeit
Like a ship signaling for help to get to the docks
A faint signal, three dots, three dashes, three dots
My heart speaks a language I used to know