Butcher and the Butterfly

There is a finger missing on my right hand
A butcher's hand in a butterfly wingspan
The sky hangs on a thread as I paint the white picket fence red
Said am I alive or am I dead?

I caught a rainbow tear in her sunset smile
I told the broken bird of my unborn child
These bloodstained walls in her head
I found my girl bleeding in his bed

The angels cried in butterfly red
(The butcher and the butterfly)
Her wings are torn, my baby's dead
(The butcher and the butterfly)

I put my girl in the butcher's hands
"She is my curse," cried Fireman Sam
And heaven down below, inscribed her name
My baby girl's lost in amongst these flames

The angels cried in butterfly red
(The butcher and the butterfly)
Her wings are torn, my baby's dead
(The butcher and the butterfly)

Oh heaven help me, what have I done?
I kissed the daughter of my unborn son

Heaven down below, inscribed her name
Let heaven, heaven rain down again

The angels cried in butterfly red
(The butcher and the butterfly)
Her wings are torn, my baby's dead
(The butcher and the butterfly)

The angels cried in butterfly red
(The butcher and the butterfly)
Her wings are torn, my baby's dead
(The butcher and the butterfly)

The angels cried in butterfly red
(The butcher and the butterfly)
Her wings are torn, my baby's dead
(The butcher and the butterfly)