Broken Butterflies Lucinda Williams
(Intro)
[C]
[C] [G] [Dm] [C]
[C] [G] [Dm] [C]
[C] [G] [Dm] [C]
You [C]wear your anger well and stand
For [G]all the world to see
A [Dm]heavy cloak, that one gloved hand
And [C]no humility
You [C]stand inside the garden
And [G]feast on black cherries
And [Dm]swallow the mana from heaven
And [C]spit out the seeds
You [C]spread your anger on sharp edged knives
Cut my [G]skin and make it bleed
Like [Dm]Pilate in his self-righteousness
You are a [C]traitor and a thief
Ch[C]oking on your unplanned words
[G]Coughing up your lies
[Dm]Tumbling from your mouth
A flurry of [C]broken butterflies
B[C]roken butterflies
They rest their [G]wings snapped in two
[Dm]On their way to certain death
Their [C]colours gold and blue
With the [C]blood that flows I can not hide
The [G]blood that covers me
[Dm]Nourishes the butterflies
And they are [C]healed and are set free
I [C]wish you had what Ruth possessed
Then I [G]don't expect that of you
[Dm]Grace and honour and faithfulness
And a [C]love that you refused
Will you [C]ever learn to just forgive
Will you [G]open your beautiful eyes
And [Dm]bleed the way Christ did
And fix the [C]broken butterflies
[C]Ooooh-ooooh ooooh-ooooh
[G]Ooooh-ooooh ooooooh
[Dm]Ooooh-ooooh ooooh-ooooh
[C]Ooooh-ooooh ooooooh
(Outro)
[C] [G] [Dm] [C]
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