A CROW FLIES ABOVE ME
I am a traveler
The sun in my eyes
I chase the horizon
I don't keep the time
I left my old town
Dug out from that hole
Couldn't waste my time learning
What I already know
I follow the sun
As it moves to the west
The sky lifts the weight
The earth sunk in my chest
With the mountains, I dream
With the willows, I cry
The river, it bends
The long road, it winds
All of my bad days
I choked them right down
And buried them deep
In the cold, cold ground
I shook off the ghosts
And the old spiderwebs
A crow flies above me
I speak to the dead
All, it is holy
In the desert out here
Though my bones, they are cold
And my wounds have not healed
I watched as my demons
Came crawling out
Turning back into ashes
Lifting up to the clouds
Mother nature will keep me
And make me feel whole
Her sun will shine down
On my wandering soul
My thoughts, like a river
Will all come unstuck
I won't be afraid anymore
Of the flood
I will follow my heart
And find peace, by and by
With no destination
And the sun in my eyes.
