Gifts from the Crows
Morning hits me up early
I follow my thoughts down the road
I take what I find
I keep my pockets lined
Looking for gifts from the crows
They follow me all through the branches
They call out the signs of warning
They gather and off they go
They follow me all through the branches
They call out the signs of warning
They gather and off they go
But I don't want to be
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
Shining on the way home
I found a gift from the crows
There's a candle set on the table
There's an orange burning low in the sky
There's a fragile peace washing over me
But it never outpaces the night
And we're telling the tales of our longings
And we're piercing the veil
With our stars that we scored from memory
And we're telling the tales of our longings
And we're piercing the veil
With our stars as we scored the memory
But I don't want to be
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
Shining on the way home
I found these gifts from the crows
Keep my pockets lined
They're shining for me on the way home
All of these gifts from the crows
I follow my thoughts down the road
I take what I find
I keep my pockets lined
Looking for gifts from the crows
They follow me all through the branches
They call out the signs of warning
They gather and off they go
They follow me all through the branches
They call out the signs of warning
They gather and off they go
But I don't want to be
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
Shining on the way home
I found a gift from the crows
There's a candle set on the table
There's an orange burning low in the sky
There's a fragile peace washing over me
But it never outpaces the night
And we're telling the tales of our longings
And we're piercing the veil
With our stars that we scored from memory
And we're telling the tales of our longings
And we're piercing the veil
With our stars as we scored the memory
But I don't want to be
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
All alone, all alone
Shining on the way home
I found these gifts from the crows
Keep my pockets lined
They're shining for me on the way home
All of these gifts from the crows
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Writer(s): Barry Privett, Carter Gravatt, Terry Clark
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