I had been a dreamer; yellow butterfly seeker

hello fellow secret keeper, are you fleeting like me?

if I gave it up, would words let me down? Would we square king to queen or would we rattle around?

Winter settled heavy on my tongue. My name in bitter blackened ink, and yet, a distant sun,

When all is said and done, I want silver-lining songs

Yes, I know that there had been confusion over this, my grand delusion that I couldn't touch the ground.

I had been fleeting and falling and failing awkwardly in autumn leaves, so scared that it would drag me

down. To find that I'd been lost the first time round (to find my name, echo)

Speak evenly, when you speak to me, for I had been seen to be a little naïve

I'll believe in anything, fairytales are real as sin, run the gauntlet, save the ring,

place it on my finger, Queen

Winter settled heavy on my tongue. My name in bitter blackened ink, and yet, a distant sun,

When all is said and done, I want silver-lining songs.

Yes - I know that there had been confusion over this, my grand delusion that I couldn't touch the ground.

I had been fleeting and falling and failing awkwardly, in autumn leaves, so scared that you would drag me

down. To find that I'd been lost the first time round.

When all is said, when all is said, when all is said I held my breath, when all is said and done

Oh, my skin, feels different.

Turn again in that difficult myth, I'll bend illiterate

When all the words fall unheard