Black Crow from Slow Space by Loon Town

When you came into this world, the odds were stacked real high
Your family was fractured, then, they sold you for a line
Rolling your eyes around inside your head - didn’t bring an escape
Pathological lies don’t crack the pearly gates
Don’t woo me with your speech on truth, or try to bring it home by playing it couth
Because oh, we can see it anyhow

You grew up in the emptiness out under the blazing sun
Sweeping out the compound while, you were still so young
Your Dad’s pet crow pecked aimlessly at the yard
You asked me for some help to restring that old guitar
(For) every story bought and sold, one of yours will never be told
But oh, I can hear it now
It floats in on the breeze

The forces that exerted themselves on you were out of your control
When you were just a little kid, that shit began to take its toll
Just hold the good, high in your mind, and it’ll call out to what you’re trying to find
And get you, away from here
The desert has a wash, you tried to follow it out
But it spoke to you in riddles
You just want a friend to go, fishin’ with at the hole
But you can’t get past the black crow
Black crow
Black crow

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