The Raven

Black against a sky of grey
 With cold in your bones
 And the winter coming on
 And the smell of snow on the way
 The sun's going down
 But you're walking home
 The warmth will ease your pain
 Like a jet black raven overhead (sings: Like a jet
 Black raven in the sky)
 My love is a bird of change
 My love is an autumn raven
 Above a field cut low
 And what she sees as she flies through the trees
 No man is going to know
 An omen to swear by
 Like a terrible raven overhead
 In the rolling autumn sky
 When the black night falls
 The raven calls
 And bathes me with her sweet breath
 And the rough grey blanket
 Weighs us down
 Into a sleep like death
 My love is an autumn raven
 Above a field cut low
 With the order of heaven pressing down
 And frost on the stubble below
 And the wisdom of the men and gods
 The folly of the day
 Is flying in the swift black raven
 In a sky of grey