I guess there's a little man who lives inside us and sings about pain and rain and stuff. I guess so. Or at least, that's what the song told me this morning. Here's another Ghost Owl picture that doesn't have much to do with the song, unless it sort of does. Maybe the little man who lives inside all of us and sings about pain and rain is actually Ghost-Owl-shaped.
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