Murder Cries
We wandered through the darkness of the day
To show me where the years have slipped away
It's idle hands that dig the grave
So give your fingers what they crave
The flowers bloomed as bright as blood
Your feather crown fell in the mud
We said to death, well, not to wait
Bring tomorrow what it may
You'll find me where the crows fly
With my feather crown, brittle and dry
Drinking the tears from their bleeding eyes
The murder, the murder she cries
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (to show me where the years, murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (it's idle hands, murder she cried)
We wandered through the darkness of the day (where the crows)
To show me where the years have slipped away (where the crows)
It's idle hands that dig the grave (where the crows fly)
So give your fingers what they crave
You'll find me where the crows fly
With my feather crown, brittle and dry
Drinking the tears from their bleeding eyes
The murder, the murder she cries
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (we wandered through the darkness)
Murder she cried
Where the crows fly (to show me where the years)
Murder she cried
Where the crows fly (it's idle hands)
Murder she cried
Where the crows fly (so give your fingers)
Murder she cried
To show me where the years have slipped away
It's idle hands that dig the grave
So give your fingers what they crave
The flowers bloomed as bright as blood
Your feather crown fell in the mud
We said to death, well, not to wait
Bring tomorrow what it may
You'll find me where the crows fly
With my feather crown, brittle and dry
Drinking the tears from their bleeding eyes
The murder, the murder she cries
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (to show me where the years, murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (it's idle hands, murder she cried)
We wandered through the darkness of the day (where the crows)
To show me where the years have slipped away (where the crows)
It's idle hands that dig the grave (where the crows fly)
So give your fingers what they crave
You'll find me where the crows fly
With my feather crown, brittle and dry
Drinking the tears from their bleeding eyes
The murder, the murder she cries
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (murder she cried)
Where the crows fly (we wandered through the darkness)
Murder she cried
Where the crows fly (to show me where the years)
Murder she cried
Where the crows fly (it's idle hands)
Murder she cried
Where the crows fly (so give your fingers)
Murder she cried
Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Cartwright, Ross Tones
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