Perhaps She'll Fly

The Loose Salute - Perhaps She'll Fly

Wrapped around the point there’s a garden of flower and scent

There flutters a damaged butterfly her wings twisted and bent

She rides the breeze close to the edge I hope she won’t fall in

She fights her way with broken wing I pray she won’t fall in

Perhaps she’ll fly,fly

Perhaps She'll Fly

Standing on the headland there’s a man with beard and frown

He stares to the horizon and those boats a-fishing bound

His shoes are highly polished but the soles are wearing thin

His poems are for a loved one but he’s going to throw them in

Perhaps he’ll die, die perhaps he’ll die

Perhaps he’ll die, die to a broken man's song

Perhaps he’ll die

The Loose Salute - Perhaps She'll Fly

Die to a broken man's song

Perhaps he’ll die

This wasn’t in his script nor in his plans

He watched a butterfly slip through a trusting hand

A trusting hand

The Loose Salute - Perhaps She'll Fly

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Stands a friend of broken man with hand on heart on chest

Sees the damaged butterfly and prays for her to rest

And rise above the ocean waves and fly with mended wing

Land in garden of happiness and never fall in

Perhaps she’ll fly, fly perhaps she’ll fly

Perhaps she’ll fly, fly to a broken man's song

Fly into the setting sun

Fly to a broken man's song

Fly into the setting sun

Perhaps she’ll fly

The Loose Salute - Perhaps She'll Fly