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Hate My Way

One butterfly spies a glint in his eye;

The birds sing as he cycles by.

Oh, why should he feel sad?

This world ain't so bad,

And besides -

Woe betide he who would frown

When natural beauty abounds.

And now, with wheels spinning free,

He's picking up speed...

Two butterflies tie knots in his stomach -

They love it when he goes too fast!

The wind whistles past

In vast oceans of air that will mess up his hair,

Though he no longer cares anymore for

Over-indulgence in vanity's

Vacuous vice

Just once or twice, thrice

Four times in five we forget we're alive

And neglect to remind ourselves

Wait, then, for me

Oh great Mercury!

As late as you may be,

Will you wait for me?

Three butterflies realise when it's time to depart -

They have tickled his ribs, they have fluttered his heart,

But the starting is easy compared to the stop,

And the bottom is hard when compared to the top.

Divine Comedy

Hate My Way / Divine Comedy

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