Shadows They creep across the sky Like an ancient butterfly Of the night
Shadows They climb so high Almost touching my Skin, so cold
Windows weeping Seeing all that No one should ever know Wrapped in shadow- Butterflies of the night
On your shoulder Coming closer You’re too afraid To turn away Butterflies of the night
Growing too late The path will soon be gone You won’t find it before dawn, Surrounded by the Butterflies of the night Shadows Pulsing all around Don’t dare make a sound In the dark
Shadows Coming to the flowers In their final hours I’ve been Awoken
Shadows Beautiful at night Take me from this light On top of Your wings