Sometimes I feel just like a crow
I want to pick at someone’s bones
And pull apart their tangled threads
And peck my way into their mind
Sometimes I feel just like a crow
I want to dig at someone’s words
And feel them roll around my beak
Until I know exactly how they think
Sometimes I feel just like a crow
I want to forage for the truth
And claw through all your crap and lies
Until I’m face to face with you
Your eyes, your face, Your eyes, your face
Sometimes I feel just like a crow
I want to perch above your house
And stare you down until you crack
Or till the wind takes me away
Away, fly away, Away, fly away
Sometimes I feel just like a crow
I want to pick at someone’s bones
And pull apart their tangled threads
And peck my way into their mind
Sometimes I feel just like a crow
