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Nine Feathers Came Off
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When I was a fox and chased a goose
Nine feathers came off
I put them in my pocket and carried them around
All these years
So I brought them back and laid them to rest
In a pillow soft and white
The red hunter in me is dead
'though I still wear his hide
When I was asleep and out in the streets
The people caught fire
The wind turned them to ashes and carried them away
One by one
So I trotted back to my part of town
To burn in my own flame
And hide inside my anonymous flat where
No neighbour knows my name
Many years I wasted
In this hive so far from home
Flowers I have tasted
Long distances I have flown
I've seen the honey but I could not make my own
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Rider Where The Trees Are Low Marburg, Germany
RWTTAL is singer/songwriter Jan Thiede from Marburg, Germany. In his songs, he explores the possibilities of acoustic yet progressive music where folk miniatures and complex conceptual longtracks enjoy equal rights.
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