Three white butterflies to know you're near
I know they think that it took somebody else
To make me beautiful, beautiful
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
I know they think that it took thousands of people
To put me together again like an experiment
Some big man behind the scenes
Sewing Frankenstein black dreams into my songs
But they're wrong
God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies
Or an owl to know know you're listening, sitting while I'm drinking
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for sharks in the Pacific
'Cause I'm good on spirit, warm-bodied
A fallible deity wrapped up in white
I'm folk, I'm jazz, I'm blue, I'm green
Regrettably, also a white woman
But I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones
If you don't believe me, my poetry, or my melodies
Feel it in your bones
I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for all the things he's wishing
God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies
Or a map to know your vision, impart on me your wisdom
It took somebody else to make me beautiful
Wonderful
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
Three white butterflies to know you're near
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Three white butterflies to know you're near
I know they think that it took somebody else
To make me beautiful, beautiful
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
I know they think that it took thousands of people
To put me together again like an experiment
Some big man behind the scenes
Sewing Frankenstein black dreams into my songs
But they're wrong
God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies
Or an owl to know know you're listening, sitting while I'm drinking
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for sharks in the Pacific
'Cause I'm good on spirit, warm-bodied
A fallible deity wrapped up in white
I'm folk, I'm jazz, I'm blue, I'm green
Regrettably, also a white woman
But I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones
If you don't believe me, my poetry, or my melodies
Feel it in your bones
I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for all the things he's wishing
God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies
Or a map to know your vision, impart on me your wisdom
It took somebody else to make me beautiful
Wonderful
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
Three white butterflies to know you're near
I know they think that it took somebody else
To make me beautiful, beautiful
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
I know they think that it took thousands of people
To put me together again like an experiment
Some big man behind the scenes
Sewing Frankenstein black dreams into my songs
But they're wrong
God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies
Or an owl to know know you're listening, sitting while I'm drinking
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for sharks in the Pacific
'Cause I'm good on spirit, warm-bodied
A fallible deity wrapped up in white
I'm folk, I'm jazz, I'm blue, I'm green
Regrettably, also a white woman
But I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones
If you don't believe me, my poetry, or my melodies
Feel it in your bones
I have good intentions even if I'm one of the last ones
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah
Grandfather, please stand on the shoulders of my father
While he's deep-sea fishing for all the things he's wishing
God, if you're near me, send me three white butterflies
Or a map to know your vision, impart on me your wisdom
It took somebody else to make me beautiful
Wonderful
As they intended me to be
But they're wrong
Three white butterflies to know you're near
Writer: Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, Jean-Philippe Pascal Rio-Py
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Performed By: Lana Del Rey
From Album: Did You Know That There's a Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd
Written by: Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, Jean-Philippe Pascal Rio-Py