Inspiratsioon ei hüüa tulles

Mõni päev tagasi osutus minu pingemaandamismeetod kellelegi inspiratsiooniallikaks: [A Lonesome Wolf]. Mina vastasin nii:

one day an angel… oh, wait
a bird? a plane? no way
one day i saw a butterfly
it was an instant high

told me her name was… i forget
did she even say?
but that is not the point, i met
my destiny that day

***

an influential butterfly
her soul will never die
i really love to see her fly
oh, butterfly
so high…

***

she told a tale, it was quite strange
of someone she once knew
a lonesome wolf who drove in rage
when he was feeling blue

this wolf reminded me of someone
someone i should know
i thought about it, came undone
it hit me, had to go

***

an influential butterfly
her soul will never die
i really love to see her fly
oh, butterfly
so high…

***

got in my car and drove all night
a day, a week, a year
my mind enraged, not quite alright
fleeing from my fear

i asked her, “is it true? reply!”
not knowing what to do
“the lonesome wolf,” said butterfly,
“that lonesome wolf was you”

***

an influential butterfly
her soul will never die
i really love to see her fly
oh, butterfly
so high…

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