Christine Fellows - Migrations Lyrics
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Migrations
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What Are The Lyrics For Migrations By Christine Fellows?
Scarecrow in a pale dress
Face pressed on this greasy gas station window White River, Ontario Sidelong looks at boys Lined up like beer cans on a fence Pissing away this blurry afternoon And under her breath she says "Would you pick me up? I'm light as a feather Though I'm not afraid I am not brave enough to offer" He was beautiful and mean Could never put things right At seven stole a bottle and chose his antidote Faked his own death at fourteen Left his clothes and a note by the riverbed And floated away "Won't you pick me up? I'm light as a feather Though I'm not afraid I am not brave enough to offer" Station wagon full Family of six rattling home The long way down the Trans-Canada Black bird on a hydro-wire Plummets as they pass Who turns to watch as it lands in the muddy field "Won't you pick me up? I'm light as a feather Though I'm not afraid I am not brave enough to offer Pick me up I'm light as a feather I am not afraid" |
Who Wrote Migrations By Christine Fellows?
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