Crows （鸦）-Bishop Allen
Hey did you wake from the dead
The curtain is lifting
And there you are breaking your bread
Hey did you know all along
That saying the shibboleth that's
Doesn't ensure you belong
Say that you spend everyday
Looking for clarity
Say that you take everything
Give it to charity
Say you're alone
Gathering bones and you find you feel
Like a crow on a battlefield
Hey did they get you to talk
The plans and the patterns
The pieces positions and all
Hey did you give up your friends
To pillage and plunder with lightning
And thunder again
Say that you hear
Angels appear singing gloria
Say it's the same
Riding the train in Astoria
Say that you gave it away
Chasing a fever dream
You had when you were seventeen
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Hey shine in the light of the day
Hey clearing the cobwebs away
Hey shine in the light of the day
Hey clearing the cobwebs away