Each time I feel death
is the time I see a crow
then I know it's time for someone to go
and breath out his last breath
moments will pass without ever seeing one
yet there are the moments
I see them on the shoulder of everyone
wherever I go,wherever I hide
each time I look there's one in my sight
I cannot outrun
I can't fight death
all I can do is keep my head high
and grieve for the people
whom were guided by the crow
away from my life
