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Siberian Butterfly

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Watch me fly like a rainbow in the sky
Winter comes and renders everything in black and white
I see all the butterflies you captured on your way
Chloroform and needles pinning wings to your display

You can't see me, you can't feel me
You can't catch me, you can't touch me
My Siberian butterfly

Across this land there are no nature scenes
Instead you drill and pillage everything of beauty
In your biosphere you pin these wings so dear
If you touch my chitin surely I will disappear
You can't see me, you can't feel me
You can't touch me, you can't keep me
My Siberian butterfly

You were chasing me through a dream
origami and gabardine
All the fields of my past are shiny glass and steel
Every Sunday the local men gather up at the barn and
When the sun goes down the sky
is filled with rainbow butterflies

You can't see me, you can't feel me
You can't keep me, you don't need me now
My Siberian butterfly

Compositor: Robert Arthur Mould (Mould Bob)
ECAD: Obra #26774808

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