Butter White from OK, BELOVEDS by Team Bright

Butter White

You were always pure sunlight, this we truly recognize
you were a green island, of honeyed meadows of wild thyme
captain of the sisters nine, you sang the language of starlight
you were a safe shelter, for kings with heartache in their thighs

We are softly out of sight, silver lace of starry night
we are a lush heaven, of blooming clover for the bride
when alba streaks our morning skies, pink and peach are on her mind
you are the true fragrance, issued from our rosy sighs

little daughter butter white, we take you back into our loving arms again

you were never understood, in your nature gold and good
you were a sound apple, a sweeting from the ancient wood
we are always on your side, we know the truth of what’s inside
you are all softwood, grow up tall, there’s nought to hide

Yes we are always on your side, in bleakest hours of the fight
with old magic from the home you hold inside

little daughter butter white, we take you back into our loving arms again

• Experimental
• experimental folklore
• Santa Barbara