Mõni päev tagasi osutus minu pingemaandamismeetod kellelegi inspiratsiooniallikaks: [A Lonesome Wolf]. Mina vastasin nii:
one day an angel… oh, wait
a bird? a plane? no way
one day i saw a butterfly
it was an instant hightold me her name was… i forget
did she even say?
but that is not the point, i met
my destiny that day***
an influential butterfly
her soul will never die
i really love to see her fly
oh, butterfly
so high…***
she told a tale, it was quite strange
of someone she once knew
a lonesome wolf who drove in rage
when he was feeling bluethis wolf reminded me of someone
someone i should know
i thought about it, came undone
it hit me, had to go***
an influential butterfly
her soul will never die
i really love to see her fly
oh, butterfly
so high…***
got in my car and drove all night
a day, a week, a year
my mind enraged, not quite alright
fleeing from my feari asked her, “is it true? reply!”
not knowing what to do
“the lonesome wolf,” said butterfly,
“that lonesome wolf was you”***
an influential butterfly
her soul will never die
i really love to see her fly
oh, butterfly
so high…
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