crow

i think of you much more than i

would like to admit that i

do before strangers

but there you are

whistling through the trees again

rustling through the leaves my friend

a feather on my pillow

let's me know that you're near

i remember the night that you arrived

december maybe

'95

your hair and your breath smelled

of john player specials

a stranger who i learned to love

a friend when really no one was

my daedalus

my wings to fly

why'd you leave me behind?

my beautiful crow

and all those black feathers

perched deep in my soul

won't let me let you go

i never really thanked you for

all of the light you brought

into my mother's eyes

so many others tried

her sadness since the day you left

she will not get out of bed

she stares out the window

smokes a black pack of jps

i was out on st paul's

when i heard about your fall

walking with caroline

she bums smokes from time to time

i walked home alone that night

i could feel you when i closed my eyes

i looked up into the night

and watched black feathers fall from the sky

i think of you much more than i'm allowed to admit

but i do

i still do

my beautiful crow

and all those black feathers

perched deep in my soul

won't let me let you go

i have tried to push you down

i have tried to cut you out

you're rattling your cage

i'm rattling my cage

i have tried to drown you out

drink till i don't hear the sound

the song's still the same

the song's still the same

my beautiful crow

and all those black feathers

perched deep in my soul

won't let me let you go