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Christine Fellows - Migrations Lyrics

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  • 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 hydrowire
  • 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"

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