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I burned a dead butterfly in the sink the other day
With the ceremony finished, I threw the bug away
Irene, have you seen the meadows of green?
The edge of a dream, after the end of the scene?
Well the sky cried for Mungo and the earth cradled him
And I cried for Mungo and got blisters on my skin
From burying Mungo in the rain in the garden
Irene, have you seen hexagonal skies?
The coming of the tides, another dog who died?
The withering of trees in the desert
Well the songs go round and round
Messages rehashed
My plane was northward bound
But my spirit it had crashed
Irene, I know you've seen past the end of the scene
When friendships don't break clean
The withering of men without effort
Irene, have you seen the lights on the hill?
Felt the nighttime chill?
The old home on the farm off in Newfield?
I smoked a short cigarette on the slope the other day
With the ceremony finished, I threw the butt away
Irene, have you seen the Paleogene? Generations gone?
Words turning mean where they once were kind
There was a strange green light on the town the other day
The sky was so pretty I had nothing left to say
I make bold moves, but then I run away
I smile from the booze, and then I wanna say
Irene