a 1000 Crows
Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


a 1000 Crows
Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


a 1000 Crows
Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


a 1000 Crows
Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.


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Beams across the nightThe spades that carry to You,The screams that spillFrom lips that mourn your absence still.Scrolls of scribbled prose,Tied to the wings of those,That caw into your ear drumsThe echelon of a thousand Crows.Hope it blinds your eyesThe death that flies against the tides,Hope it dulls your guarded wallsSo words can reach someplace inside.Woven by your ancient warmthsilk that’s sewed in a seedless HeartNow hurt with a need-less cold,strings that follow as the needles told.Swans don’t swim oceansTo carry the sweet songs aside,So bare with me while ITie them to a Raven’s child.No words heard in your absenceThe aching & longing defied by You How my love is bound in painIn hopes to be untied by You.

