DESCRIPTION:
BUTTERFLY RADIO
They're stepping and they're marching and they're falling into place
Birth and rank, age and weight
And one foot in front of the other
Like little ants they all follow each other
And the rumor on the left is that they're dancing on the right
And when they're told to turn it down they don't give a frightful
Fear or second glance
Reliving their last chance

You can tell me that you want me you can show me that you care
But when the lights are low and I feel scared
And I'll be clinging onto another
Looking to heaven for salvation and comfort
And the rumor on the left is that they're dancing on the right
And when they're told to turn it down they don't give a frightful
Fear or second glance
Reliving their last chance

And the butterfly radio
Captures the mind and strangles the soul
And the butterfly radio
When a dream's worth believing, we'll never let go

Rumor on the left is that they're dancing on the right
And when they're told to turn it down they don't give a frightful
Fear or second glance
Reliving their last chance

And the butterfly radio
Captures the mind and strangles the soul
And the butterfly radio
When a dream's worth believing, we'll never let go