To Murder Crows
All Words and Music By : Stewart Alexander
ò Copyrighted 2014
On paralysed mornings I see her there
Blurry eyes to confront what will defecate
My walls mould faces it becomes so clear
Carving thoughts follow my steps throughout
Catharsis brought forth by blades
Stop the bleeding right before I die
Wrap me up I'll go on with my life
Until I feel this way again
Lime bleeds parole if I am to feed cells to the warm and lustful
Horse-grounds forgive me as diamonds
Pension their shine I am trying
Rose plaid takes my heart back miltonia arches rise in adorning home
Silent parades the sulphur of my return
Ploys my tasteless oats youth resign untold ghosts
Teeth seldom lay in thought they just ache I am in love
Encrypted residue on the wake of the land
Lips and numb vision eclipses the pine
Weakened roses gnaw at my fingers enlightened skills loom over my face
Rusty knights ripen my curses fold tis but a dark fiend that feels my soul
Red parallel and flight benign loping in the toned sea alight
Lust continues to ripple through
I will live till the crush of the moment as chronology fades in escapades
Rest underneath a bridge stoned in photographs from my youth
I entered this world splintered with life I run to the sea but I'm terrified
Islands mock my wonder in their single soaking ripe
For I ease my hand with grass-stains and release
Callous awakening of the sea reels my light-soul back to deep salt
Healing wounds burn as statues grey from decades of rain
Mock me from the shore
As the sand turns to glass below my feet
Swollen shivers play notes whales think of as dead
Marbled courts judge me through centuries infamy beards my face
As the mudded sequins once thought of as beautiful speak out
To murder crows