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why place me in the butter bowl there on the glass, beside where methods melt and futures glow inside the mind of all that pass that lovely butter bowl I am alive, tell me now why walk and sway beside the butterflies that roar to those that hear alone oh tell me now you hear don't leave me in this rain, the storm has passed and we're alive let's praise that butter bowl where methods melt sweet melodies, tell me you have heard the message of my soul oh dear tell me, I'm the one the answers seem so endless here the questions are for naught, this time is ours to seek and live be mine for all it's worth