The Plight Of Icarus (Butterfly)

I needed you here but you've had enough You were gone The winds of this world Have got you floating off into the sun I needed you here but you've had enough You were gone The weight of this world has got me sinking down to the ground You're changing yourself like a butterfly, but I'm like a bee I sting and then I die I needed you here but you've had enough Now you're done Like a boat with no anchor You go sailing off, towards the sun I needed you here but you've had enough Now you're done Like a boat filled with water, I'm sinking down, and won't be found You're changing yourself like a butterfly But I'm like a bee I sting and then I die This is the last call, to fill our glasses And pour out bottles over open caskets For friends and insects And whatever's left of us that hasn't died yet