A reimagining of 'Butterknife' by Shefu
Recorded & Produced by Rose Winn

Vocals by Rose Winn 
Bass by Sophie Gossage 
Guitar by James Miller
Drums by Tom Mahoney 

Butterknife (Redo)

Self Regulating Blues

Existential Crisis

Living On The Road

[Verse 1] 
The choices I made weren’t always the easy ones, 
Or the ones you’d expect me to choose. 
Some may have hurt, some may have stunned 
But I chose them with nothing to lose. 
With all that I knew, with all that I was, 
With the love I carried for you.

[Verse 2] 
I chose to love when life tried to pull me away, 
To stay when I could have run. 
I chose to leave when I had to go, 
To laugh when the joy was none. 
I broke the rules, but followed the stars 
The compass that lived in my chest.

[Chorus] 
If you ever doubt the path I walked, 
Know I walked it for you. 
Every turn, every tear, every silent night 
I did what I had to do. 
I held the broken, I wept unseen, 
When the world thought I was brave. 
If you ever wonder who I was 
I was the choices I made.

[Verse 3] 
I reached for hands that trembled with doubt, 
I soothed without a sound. 
I danced on grey and stormy days 
When no light could be found. 
And every choice, no matter how flawed, 
Led me to where I was meant to be.

[Chorus] 
If you ever doubt the path I walked, 
Know I walked it for you. 
Every turn, every tear, every silent night 
I did what I had to do. 
I held the broken, I wept unseen, 
When the world thought I was brave. 
If you ever wonder who I was 
I was the choices I made.

[Bridge] 
I don’t regret the winding road, 
I thank the detours too. 
They brought me here, with open arms, 
Still waiting here for you.

[Final Chorus] 
So if you ever find your way 
Back to where I stood 
Know I never stopped believing 
That love would find the good. 
I go in peace, with love around, 
And stars to light your way. 
Until you come, I’ll watch the skies 
And bless you every day.

The Choices I made

The Choices I Made

Il y avait un fil d’or,  
Tendu entre nos silences.  
Un fil discret, sans décor,  
Mais vibrant d’espérance.

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[Refrain 1]  
Et puis un jour, sans bruit,  
Tu l’as laissé tomber.  
Je tends encore la nuit  
Pour le raccommoder.  
Mais le fil ne répond plus,  
Et mon cœur reste nu.

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Je ne sais pas ce que j’ai fait,  
Mais je le porte comme un secret.  
Ton absence est un cri muet  
Qui me traverse sans arrêt.

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[Refrain 2]  
Je t’aime, même si tu m’oublies,  
Même si tu fuis sans un mot.  
Je t’aime, même si je plie  
Sous le poids de ce fléau.  
Je t’aime, et c’est ma folie —  
Mais c’est aussi mon drapeau.

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Si un jour le vent te ramène,  
Je serai là, sans chaînes.  
Avec mes bras, avec mes larmes,  
Et tout l’amour que rien ne désarme.

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Tu m’as fermé la porte,  
Mais je garde le couloir.  
Et mon cœur bat encore  
Pour toi, dans le noir.  
Je t’aime, même sans retour,  
Même sans raison, sans détour.

Le Fil

Le fil

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