The Crow
In dreams of champagne cities
Egyptian blue skies dripping
Your pretty things
She sings
The birds will flock to her
All simple things
Have gone
The crow belongs to him
Pale-pink night gal gold-digging
We'll paint the town hands bleeding
Your pretty things
She sings
The wind it blows her way
All simple things
Have gone
The earth stood still that day
Egyptian blue skies dripping
Your pretty things
She sings
The birds will flock to her
All simple things
Have gone
The crow belongs to him
Pale-pink night gal gold-digging
We'll paint the town hands bleeding
Your pretty things
She sings
The wind it blows her way
All simple things
Have gone
The earth stood still that day
Credits
Writer(s): Juliana Adriana Rowlands, Ari Hriar Balouzian
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