Crows - Bishop Allen

Hey

Did you wake from the dead

The curtain is lifting and there you are breaking your bread

Hey

Did you know all along

Say that you spend every day lookin for clarity

Say that you take everything, give it to charity

Say you’re alone, gathering bones, and you find you feel

Like a crow on a battlefield

Hey

Did they get you to talk

The plans and the patterns, the pieces, positions, and all

Hey

Did you give up your friends

To pillage and plunder with lightening and thunder again

Say that you hear angels and piercing in gloria

Say it’s the same, riding the train in Astoria

Say that you gave it away, chasing a fever dream

You had when you were seventeen

Oh oh

Oh oh

Oh oh

Oh oh

Hey

Shining the light of the day

Hey

Clearing the cobwebs away

Hey

Shining the light of the day

Hey

Clearing the cobwebs away