Tonalité : C major
Verse 1
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I planted my sugar in the dark hills,
where we walked as a boy of thirteen.
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Trapped on fires in the dark mills,
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trying to bury that woman.
Horsed in a wood, used to be good,
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was hit by a friendly tree.
I planted my sugar in the dark mills
Where we walked as a boy of thirteen
Carried money across
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quiet nights
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Where we went to take a look at my dream
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My dream, my dream
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You should have heard her scream
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My dream, my dream,
you should have heard her scream
Her face had to be seen
Insisting she should know,
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the way a madman goes
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Take me, she said
Break me, she said
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Turn me head, turn me dead,
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the way a madman would
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Didn't think I should it,
didn't think I would it, nor could it
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But I did it, I did it, I dug it,
I did it, I dug it, I dug it
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She stripped, I flipped
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Whisped loudly, whispered taunting
My dream, my dream
You shoulda heard her scream
Em
My dream, my dream
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You shoulda heard her scream
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She's seen it, been it, paid the price,
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but there she lies
Hello little girl, what's your name?
Does anybody else know
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you're here?
Might your mama and papa
know you're here?
I see, have you been here long?
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Might you like to play a game
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with me?
Yes.
Don't back away little girl.
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You can't know what I've done.
Or where I've come from.
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Where do I live?
In the house up on the hill
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Why?
When I was a young boy I used
to play with the butterflies
And they said I was, well,
you wouldn't understand, little girl.
Hey, little girl,
don't play with the birdie nest.
You'll break the birdie eggs.
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I'm lonely.
Hey, little girl, it's getting darker now.
Soon they'll come and take
me back to my little cell
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with only my pictures and stories to tell
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of the days that I used to play with
the butterflies over the river,
warm, soft, and gossamer.
Oh, little girl, don't run away, stay a while
Oh, little girl, they said I was ill
I'm not ill, I'm not ill little girl
It's the butterflies, why does no one love
Oh, I can't help being different from them
Oh, it's the butterflies
It's the butterflies, little girl
It's the butterflies
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It's the butterflies
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The butterflies, it's the butterflies.
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music
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cheering
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drums play
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music fades
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