As the rain falls, a misty haze, hides the world
beyond my sight. Under the lonely tree, a butterfly waits upon a white flower,
with a hazy light. A lonely sight, the island tree, under the branches of a
misty haze. The grave of loved one, safe and sound they are, under the roots of
the island tree. Safe and sound waiting, until the sun comes and the clouds
disappear. A sad sight, as blood is spilled and tears fall. A lonely sight, a
girl and a butterfly, under the misty haze of the rain.