Probably one of the things folks don't want to see or hear in their lifetime. ;)
Music/arrangement/vocals: Michael Zaneski
Lyric & core melody: Donna Devine
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Three Crows
V1
Three crows restin’ on a rickety fence
Callin’ my name, but it don’t make sense
I keep on tellin’ ‘em I’m too young to die
V2
Three crows perchin’ on a window ledge
Lookin’ right in, now I'm feelin’ on edge
I keep on tellin’ em I’m too young to die
V3
Three crows standin’ at the foot of my bed
Beady black eyes borin’ into my head
I keep on tellin’ 'em I’m too young to die
Bridge
But them old birds never pay no mind
...Waitin' there until they know it’s time
Then in they swoop on ebony wings
Tearin' at the past an' the ache it brings
Peckin' at bones of old regrets
Strippin’ ‘em bare to help you forget
Instrumental solo
V4
Three crows restin’ on a weatherworn stone
Hummin’ my name, though I thought they’d flown
‘Cause I kept on tellin’ ‘em I was too young to die
© 2015 Donna Devine
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