Hello weak bu*terfly in my arms You traveled so far to die in my arms School's out today, and the spring air is still You move like a riverboat through the thick, brushy hills Timed like a lung You expand You deflate In the hot night Crows fight beetles in the firelight Hello weak waterfall in my arms You traveled so long to die in my arms You land in the river But the river is a river No more like an overturned ferry You sink to the floor You're an apple in the weeds You're a glowing green eye School's out today, and the fires won't go out I'd love to come over, but the wind's blowing south But while we've been sleeping, the bushes are burning