When Cocoons Become Butterflies

Too bad that love is blind
 Because it took out both my knees
 Now all my restless nights are as bright as movie screens
 I spilt milk on all your dresses
 Now they're covered with stains
 I now hide under the covers and take a different name
 He is in the face of all forgivers
 Dust on the window sill and I shiver
 It's either hide or seek you see there is nothing in between
 I guess it's best that we both bleed
 Pick me up and throw me down
 I'll fall without a blink
 Burn my clothes and wash me gently
 Like a baby in a sink
 Well they captured all of my family
 And they took them down town
 But we saved our pictures of mother mary
 We hide them six feet in the ground
 Stars fall in pastures on sundays and after
 I kissed her the moon fell
 The children said that secrets tell about
 Angels with white eyes and the places where god hides
 I'll see you in the next life
 Where cocoons become butterflies