Black Crow

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 up to another level
 He brings the icy prophecies of war
 Black crow, black crow, tell me where you really go
 When you fly into the sunset, high in evening sky
 Black crow, black crow, tell me what you really know
 Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?
 While children lose their souls and so much more
 To ragged armies of the field
 A vicious fanfare cries appeasing hungry savages
 To trigger that their fate is surely sealed
 I wonder if that black crow sleeps as day beckons the night
 Or if he even sleeps at all
 I wonder what he thinks of all the human traffic passing far below
 That's sturggled on the road for so, so long
 Black crow, black crow, solely you pass above
 Understanding everything but you know nothing at all
 Black crow, black crow, tell me what you really know
 Do you understand the pain that we feel down here at all?
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 Black crow, black crow, tell me where you really go
 When you fly into the sunset, high in evening sky
 Black crow, black crow, tell me what you really know
 Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?
 Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?
 Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?