Wicker Plane Lyrics - Year Of The Crow - State Radio

In the park there's a wicker made plane 

That crashed down just the other day 

The pilot had lost his way, got disoriented 

And crash landed in the middle of the city 

He'd never seen buildings so tall and wondered 

Why they even didn't ever lean over and fall 

And wondered how he'd manage to navigate 

Through them all like he did 

But oh, how they seemed to lean over him now 

As if to peer down on the broken scene 

As if to question the innocent invasion of the stranger 

Brought down in the hurricane 

He said, Wherever I am Lord, please You must explain 

Just hours ago I took off in my wicker plane 

Night fell and with it came the rain 

Down on the buildings, the pilot the plane 

Rain ran down his hair, hangin' so low makin' circles 

In the puddles where the drops would go 

A little boy came along 

Took him to a tree on a gentle slope 

Said, This tree is a misfit like you and me 

On rainy nights like this the bark comes off like rope 

They bundled up the bark, each took a load 

Took it to the high rise where the little one lived 

And tossed it down the park with a mighty throw 

And watched it unroll to the ground round 

The pilot ran down, tied the park to the prop 

And promptly left the park to go back to the top 

There they hauled the plane clear up to the roof 

The boy said, The place you come from that's where I'll be from too 

Wherever I am Lord, please You must explain 

Just hours ago, I was takin' off in my wicker, wicker plane 

Now you're in a lovely garden 

It's such a lovely garden 

You're in a lovely garden 

It's such a lovely garden, in a lovely garden 

Wherever I am Lord 

I know where I am Lord 

Wherever I am Lord 

I know where I am Lord 

Wherever I am Lord, please You must explain 

Just hours ago, I was takin' off in my wicker, wicker plane 

Just hours ago, I was takin' off in my wicker, wicker plane