storm chaser cedar river country river blues flow further than most people stop to consider raised in the city with a bow on my back grew our own food on the landlord's land reachin through fences palmin green onions taller than me taller than me wanted to be a storm chaser like helen hunt in that movie twister storm season has my favorite weather just got caught in the hail, now i remember north dakota bluffs heart of the badlands yellin into the wind no poles for our tent north dakota buffalo surrounded oh how the forty-thousand tables had turned i coulda been a storm chaser but come fight or flight... i chose flight, time after time, it's in my nature pure corvid behavior blackbird flies away from danger i don't fight; i choose a more peaceful nature I retired the bow long ago the world is much bigger than me much bigger than me the storm is much bigger than me much bigger than me can't outrun the weather storm chaser cedar river country river blues flow further than most people stop to consider
