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There is a grackle in the house - it got in, but it can't get out
Beating it's wings on a windowpane - it can't get out, it can't get out
There is

la, la

Found a parking spot nearby, lots of shade for me, right beneath a tree
Filled with grackles, great-tailed grackles, they're so noisy, cacophony

ditch will take me away
The grackles and the onions won't tell
The ants on the hill march to their bite
When the rain clouds begin to smell
My brother

for you
And this grackle song is my tiny little prize for you
Yeah, this grackle song is my shiny little gift for you

Sing in My Meadow

Cowboy Junkies

The Nomad Series [Box Set]

2012

outside my window
Breaking bread with the grackles and doves
I don’t know if its fear or anger,
But I’m big on the idea of love

And you will sing in

be something more than this
The grackles at the snack bar waging war for popcorn and potato chips

And the records that the DJ played they didn't

I, sorry I was ever born
but they paid him no mind, they were busy counting
the common grackle in the caucus, as the thrashers they aligned .. they

Raised by trees to make noise like a grackle
And make points like my raps were pineapples
Time capsules that you'll find after I'm through
Always got

and grackles' songs
Are the only sound of the early morning
Then Margot's outside mowing the whole block long
She's dressed to tan
You can feel the tan

I've made friends with a black cat
Grackles and black spiders, too
Feel connected with the earth
Everybody wants a savior to
Justify the actions

Baby it's a long and dusty road
Headed to the river on our farm
Where people seldom go
Shooting at the grackles in the trees
Happy when I miss
Cause

on
Growing growing gone

Cranes on the skyline
Popping up through the trees
Grackles on the tables
Vultures on the breeze

You just can't buy cool
Straight off

awful early end to the whole thing

You were so frail and fragile
And I was just a one winged grackle
But is it right for one of us to thrive
While

about me
Sparrows don't sing and grackles don't laugh
They're just calling for love's repair
Like she ever really cared
Just feathers in the air

If I

to a bird called Zanate (great-tailed grackle), the national bird of Nicaragua, to heal his broken heart.

Tuá
Taratatatá-chakata-chaka
Tuá
Taratatatá-chaka
Es mi zanate
Balança pracá
Le dicen xango
Ponte a puxar
Oyeme grackle
Vente pracá
Vente pracá
Vente

The skreak and skritter of evening gone
And grackles gone and sorrows of the sun
The sorrows of sun, too, gone  the
Moon and moon, the yellow moon

And a falcon circles a slow descent

Thousands of grackles gather on powerlines
To watch the end of day
The last rays of sun move across the city
As it rises

and grackles moving fast
When I look out at the yard
There's a lot to see

When I go out for a walk
There's beauty everywhere
Flowers in gardens and trees all

Two wooden tubs of blue hydrangeas stand at
The foot of the stone steps
The sky is a blue gum streaked
With rose the trees are black
The grackles

on the mic sound dull
Me? I'm fly, swallow-tailed gull
I drop facts, call me Snapple
I'm in the sky, I'm a boat-tailed grackle
I'm on a block like I'm coke