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Mr. Butterfly (Anders Ponders cover)

from Escape From Nice Island by Fletcher Coulee

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Up for rent, our love was heaven-sent
all of those words I meant with different meanings.
And your room felt like a mother's womb,
inside we sway and swoon like we are siblings

When you see my call don't push that red button
pick up and say something, anything at all,
When you hear my voice all doubt will be banished,
all guilt will have vanished, and you'll have no choice
but to come to my door and I'll let you in
and again we'll begin, and start where we left off before.

I miss the way your feet wrinkled my dirty sheets,
December snow on the streets, us under covers
Maybe I drink too much, you recoiled at my touch,
I knew that things were such it was over

Oh when you arrive I'll be outside counting stars in the yard

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from Escape From Nice Island, released May 7, 2021

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Fletcher Coulee Minneapolis, Minnesota

Banished to the land of wind and ghosts, Fletcher Coulee spent 2020 holed up in the hull of a ship wrecked by stupidity and prejudice. Voices came from behind closed doors, even light had to knock. After a year, they emerged with long gray hair and a button on their face that said, "PLAY." Everybody had lost so much. No one asked them to, but Fletcher went looking anyway. ... more

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