Org Lounge – Mirror Lyrics

What, what, what, what, what
My feet still walk upon these coals
Grab my hand and hear them flow
My feet still walk upon these coals
Grab my hand and hear them flow
My feet still walk upon these coals
Grab my hand and hear them flow
My feet still walk upon these coals

I wish things which cannot sleep
And the picture's looking up to me
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Where he goes

This town needs a new coat of paint
Good things come to those who wait
So I cherish what the rain knows
And I'm walking through its rainbows
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Where he goes

Those (those, those, those, those)
Those (those, those, those, those)
Those (those, those, those, those)

Grab my hand and hear them flow
But my feet still walk upon these coals
I wish things which cannot sleep
And the picture's looking up to me
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Those who chase butterflies

(Those who chase butterflies)
(Those who chase butterflies)
(Those who chase butterflies)

Those who chase butterflies
Get followed (Those who chase butterflies)
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Where he goes
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed (Those who chase butterflies)
Those who chase butterflies
Get followed
Where he goes