Murder of Crows, A
Music: Lyndon Heart
Lyrics: Salome Strangelove
Filling up the clear sky, blacking out the blue
Feeding off the silence as omens often do
Gathering on fences, they bully and condemn
And our way home, it lies right through them
It’s a storm cloud mystery
Of something long forgot
Hidden in the history
Of wars they never fought
They fawn like friends, fly like foes
Poison every seed we sow
Don’t be afraid to call them what they are
This murder of crows
Kings of carrion, castling to rook
Keeping up appearances, hiding all they took
Just a little slight of hand, a trick of smoke and light
They make the darkness sound polite, so damn polite
It’s a storm cloud mystery
Of something long forgot
Hidden in the history
Of wars they never fought
They fawn like friends, fly like foes
Poison every seed we sow
Don’t be afraid to call them what they are
This murder of crows
And they have always been here
And they’re not going anywhere
So learn to live with them
And keep your eye on them
It’s a storm cloud mystery
Of something long forgot
Hidden in the history
Of wars they never fought
They fawn like friends, fly like foes
Poison every seed we sow
Don’t be afraid to call them what they are
This murder of crows