Bob Mould - Siberian Butterfly lyrics
[Bob Mould - Siberian Butterfly lyrics]
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