Artisan by Dan Joyce
The Sad Mad Butterfly
Sings a song the sad mad butterfly
Plays the world in wonderland
Drifts away in conversation
Changes time to lend a hand
I want to play with the sad mad butterfly
And hear her dance and wonder why
She floats about so long freely
And every day about to be
Do you know the sad mad butterfly?
Do you like her free spirit?
Much like days when we were young
Much like a song that’s never old
Do you like the sad mad butterfly?
Can you carry laughter?
Can you hear her tell her tales?
Of beauty and of wonder
I’m proud to know the sad mad butterfly
She’s not concerned with others
I’ve fondly grown of the butterfly
I wouldn’t catch another.