Weathervane Songtext

von PigPen Theatre Co.

I am the weathervane
I never said anything strange
But those in storms who lost their way
Seem to give me all their blame

Oh well

Like the gallows
Or the weapons
Or the red nose
Or the rose with the thorn

How I lost those days

So I started pointing my own way
Not the way the wind came
I brought a spring without rain
But unlike blame received no praise

Oh well

Like the teacher
The good mother
Or the writer
Or the bough for the bird

How I made those days

Oh I won't lie
I'd take my word for it now
Oh I won't like
I'd take my word for it
I'd take my word for it now

So look up to me before the sun
If you dare to know what's to come
I'll give you what's given me
Of news from far and in between
Clouds that hear the unheard
Storms with face, arms, and words
It's enough to make you say
Oh my god