The Plight of the Seasonal Crane Lyrics

Inside out jacket that's the plight of the seasonal crane

Hardwired brain to move somewhere less mundane

Migration games lead to mild migraines

Minor ice pick to the back of my eye, my oh my

Where'd the time fly? I have an appointment to travel

Up the paddle with hard chewed digestive gravel

You'd be surprised what I can do in my solitude

Five hundred hectares when I monogamize you

You heard me right time to pair up for life

That's the plight that of the seasonal crane bird type

This tripe is trite sorta like moving places again

Oh well, let's give the old wind flappers a bend

That's the plight of the seasonal crane

I miss the rain, I also miss my dad saying my name

I miss that insane moonlight mammal Mr. Wayne

I miss soft silky pie cooling under the window pane

That's the plight of the seasonal crane

One day things are different and the next they're the same