The Crow
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That old crow,
Came back today.
Sitting in my window,
Like a prophet,
Out on the fire escape.
To say,
Anger is just love,
Left out, gone to vinegar.
You wake up a stranger to yourself,
And then you learn to live with her.
Sit in her clothing til you fill out her figure.
You know life's no Bella Tella Novella.
The tightrope bows with your weight at the center.
The slideshow, don't put all the pictures together.
You try to do it right though,
Right though?
Until you let the kite go.
Death and romance,
Riddle of our lifetimes.
Trying to get a slow dance,
Middle of a knife fight.
You get up and you,
You give blood.
Awwwww even on a good night.
Awwwww even on a good night out.
You send a single,
You listen for an echo.
At the first splinters,
You run to tell Geppetto,
And in the worst winters,
The whole things feels untenable.
Crow took me by the shoulder,
And he told me, "Honey don't let go."
Nobody fears the height,
You all just fear the fall.
Go to the edge sometime,
And prove your body wrong.
You land badly,
But you crash standing.
You land badly,
But you crash.
He took me to the workshop.
Showed me where the built the bodies.
A blacksmith, a mason, a carpenter.
And in the darkroom where the whole assembly started,
Are the clotheslines where the hearts hung to harden.
You come as fragile soft machines,
And you're bound to fast,
You're bound to greive.
But you're built to balance on two feet,
So why you living this last year from your knees?
Aww please put me...
Please put me down again.
Aww please put me...
Please put me down.
Aww please put me...
Please put me down again.
Aww please put me down.
Please put me down.
Please put me down!
I know you lost a bet,
G'head and catch your breath.
But when the worst relents,
You learn to live on less.
You learn to live on less.
You learn to live on less.
You learn to live on less.
You duck some,
You take some square.
Your luck runs out,
You're there in midair.
And when the big one comes,
You'll know by the snare roll.
You can be too careful,
Ignore all the scarecrows.
Time fly like the crow does,
No regard for the grid.
I can't ask you to show love,
But would it kill you if you did?
Time fly like the crow does,
No regard for the grid.
I can't ask you to show love,
But would it kill you if you did?
Nobody fears the height,
You all just fear the fall.
Go to the edge sometime,
And prove your body wrong.
You land badly,
But you crash standing.
You land badly,
But you crash.
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