Give me a reason not to follow Xerces Blue
Give me a reason to come home to you
Lavender blue and white
Gossamer wings take flight
You put up a sacred fight
Breathing, flying, into the western wind
Falling, never to rise again
Living, dying this is the human way
Which one will it be today
You had nowhere to land
No purchase upon the sand
The triumph of modern man I guess
With delicate wings I fly; into the foggy sky
Will I be left to die, alone
Like Xerces Blue
Your papery lifeless form; in ether and chloroform
Pinned to a wooden board for all to see
Darwinian crucifix; you were no match for politics
Still as a a flameless wick, so well preserved
Breathing, flying, into the western wind
Falling, never to rise again
Living, dying this is the human way
Which one will it be today
Give me a reason not to follow Xerces Blue
Give me a reason to come home to you