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Crows

Far across the land, do you understand
Turns and tables films and fables all in our hands. Get a..

steady working man yes but will he learn
Who is real and who will steal when they can make their own meals

In the.. Black of the night til the rising sun
Shadows never seen and they're still hazy dreams

Shaky little bird, could you still be heard?
Or are you listening intently to the word absurd, okay

Call all the reigns, call me evil
Or leave me alone With my others... crows

So blind to see, faces filled to eat
Is there any recollection to the noise up the street, well I

Get the tools I need to make you believe
When we come back you know you will receive

Get the tools I need to make you believe
When we come back you know you will receive

Crows

Shaky little bird, could you still be heard?
Or are you listening intently to the word absurd, okay

Call all of the reigns, call me evil
Or leave me alone With my others... crows

Get the tools I need to make you believe
When we come back you know you will receive
Shaky little town could you still be found?
Get the words we need who do you believe