Holly Miranda Detroit Mourning
Look at you looking at me
Up above your spirit
You were out of your body
I was digging around in your neck
For a pulse
For a sign
You were mine for a time
You were my first home
Then you were free
I got stuck
I held you inside too long
I should have known you were gone
Staring down that hall
At the white sheet and learning
In my way I should have known
You couldn't leave if I forgot to let go
Please forgive me
Detroit Mourning
Take warning
Take something darlin'
But it's all good
You'll go when you should
Oh you know she became a butterfly
