There’s a crow flying Black and ragged Tree to tree He’s black as the highway that’s leading me Now he’s diving down To pick up on something shiny I feel like that black crow Flying In a blue sky I took a ferry to the highway Then i drove to a pontoon plane I took […]
He sees the stormy anger of the world And wants no part of it at all And as the weeping leaves of autumn curl He feels the savage winter call See far below the dust of conflict settles on the hill Where there was no escape before And as he spreads his wings and soars […]
There’s a crow flying Dark and ragged Tree to tree He’s black as the highway that’s leading me Now he’s diving down To pick up on something shiny I feel like that black crow Flying In a blue sky I took a ferry to the highway Then I drove to a pontoon plane I took […]