Black Crow

He sees the stormy anger of the world

And wants no part of it at all

And as the weeping leaves of Autumn curl

He feels the savage winter call

See far below the dust of conflict

Settles on the hill

Where there was no escape before

There he spreads his wings

And soars up to another level

He brings the icy prophecies of war

Black crow, black crow

Tell me where you really go

When you fly into the sunset

High in the evening sky

Black crow, black crow

Tell me what you really know

Will we flourish in this hurricane

Or will we fall and die?

While children lose their souls

And so much more

To ragged armies of the field

A vicious fanfare cries

Appeasing hungry savages

To trigger that their fate is surely sealed

I wonder where that black crow sleeps

As day beckons the night

Or if he even sleeps at all

I wonder what he thinks

Of all the human traffic far below

The struggle on the road

For so, so long

Tell me, black crow, black crow

Silently, you pass above

Understanding everything

But you know nothing at all

Black crow, black crow

Tell me what you really know

Do you understand the pain

That we feel down here at all?

Black crow, black crow

Tell me where you really go

When you fly into the sunset

High in the evening sky

Black crow, black crow

Tell me what you really know

Will we flourish in this hurricane

Or will we fall and die?

Will we flourish in this hurricane

Or will we fall and die?

Will we flourish in this hurricane

Or will we fall and die?