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(A true story about a friend of mine who had a couple of fathers)

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Billy had a father
And his father was a shadow
And this shadow was a darkness and a stain

And Billy had a mother
And she tried to do her best,
Concentrating on surviving
And fending off the pain

And Billy has a brother
And his brother is an ostrich
And he floated on a cloud, where his brother does remain

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And that he’s out from in the middle
Where all he’d loved had hurt—
He was inert (yeah)
And days like this,
Billy’d seen the rain,
The rain,
The rain,
He’d really seen the rain

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And Billy has a father
(Or so it is they say)
That he’s more then an abstraction
(Than the man who passed away)

And makes him really hungry
For the one he cannot see
But whose presence he can feel
As he’s muddling through the grey

And Billy wants to tell them
(The ones that still survive)
That he thinks he’s on to something
And he might have found a ray