Calling out for wonders Everywhere to pour yourselves Into the flask we hold up high within our hands Please, go on, continue To amaze, distilling as we marvel How its pretty colors now expand They reach for some pinnacle Far beyond cynical Exploding in sound But if you feel otherwise Red headed bu*terflies won't lift off the ground Calling out to saviors Everywhere, to launch yourselves Into the skies far up above our boring homes Please, go on, continue To display a new belief so Our lonely inner drones fall to sleep They reach for some pinnacle Far beyond cynical Exploding in sound But if you feel otherwise Red headed bu*terflies won't lift off the ground Calling out for martyrs Everywhere, perhaps in all of us There's dreams which I am convinced are of dying They reach for some pinnacle Far beyond cynical Exploding in sound But if you feel otherwise Red headed bu*terflies won't touch your ground And reach for some miracle No matter how hysterical It maybe sounds But if you feel otherwise Red headed bu*terflies won't touch the ground I foresee a day when all those we've southerned will fix everything And oh what a fatal rain of relief All this will bring All this will bring