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It's the Weatherman

from CROW by BAAN

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The Weatherman lives underground
The birds he killed will never be found
Crow still lives up in the sky
A cinnamon tree growing out of his eye

Angels frozen into place
Rebellion before God’s face
The drugs were good enough to kill
But angels cannot die
So, where’s the thrill

For the Weatherman, together man
The President, the precedent
The Weatherman, the feather man
The President, the precedent

Like voodoo dolls we carry on
Regardless of Hyperion
No lesson learned, the village burned
The white men lie to the children they spurned

The sky above his head is stone
Kills everything and lives alone
The crow stays high and will not call
One day soon the white feather will fall

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from CROW, released November 7, 2019

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Like all musicians I wished I had the same number of limbs as an octopus. My wish was granted, but not in the way I had hoped for. My cephalopod partner is an enthusiastic volunteer from the worldwide animal charity Save Humans From Themselves. We share a special kind of love. ... more

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