Crows

As I sail the vast sea
Of the end of all ends
No more blue skies
I'm losing grip inside my head
Point of no return

Seems to me
It's all a matter of perspective
Cut the angle
The final chapter of a story
Noone's ever wrote
Land of crows

No more blue skys
I'm losing grip inside my head
I talk the talk of empty moons
In the land of crows
Hold my hand
And walk beside me
To the land of uz
Seems to me
It's all a matter of perspective
Cut the angle
I seek for silence
Forever searching for a home
Here at the valley of fools

I'm the "has been"
Drone into the darkest light
I'm chasing ravens
World of wonder
World of waist
I can't resist the urge
To be erased

No more blue skys
I'm losing grip inside my head
I talk the talk of empty moons
In the land of crows
I seek for silence
Forever searching for a home
Here at the valley of fools



Credits
Writer(s): Moran Baron
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