Crow

It must be strange to just fall from the stage
 And snap a bone that is so close to the brain
 And be attended to by so many down below
 I saw a doctor tie you up from so far above
 And you start singing just like light through a black floor
 You start sliding like burned skin to a side door
 But crow, when you throw yourself under
 Singin's hard when you can't lose control
 They don't know, to them in the dark you don't whisper nothin'
 And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul
 It must have been hard to be a cashier in a bookstore
 And to be surrounded by the history of your true loves
 And you'd get naked between the deep shelves in the backroom
 And have your brain get tan by sharp fluorescent light tubes
 And you start spinning like the pillars in the temple
 You'd start screaming just like Sister Aimee Semple
 But Crow, when you throw yourself under
 The streets are hard when you cannot lose control
 They don't know, to them the dark don't whisper nothin'
 And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul
 Crow
 It was so sweet when you brought donuts to the junkies
 Hey, you'd give us something we'd go slip into our coffee
 And we'd start reading lines from poems that didn't matter
 You covered me with blankets in the Chelsea Hotel lobby
 And I'd start reachin' for the scar along your belly
 They'd start takin' us 'cause winning is their hobby
 But crow, when you throw yourself under
 Singin's hard when you can't lose control
 They don't know, to them in the dark you don't whisper nothin'
 And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul