Black Crow

There's a crow flying, black and ragged, tree to tree to tree

He's black as the highway that is leading me

Now he's diving down to pick up on something shiny

I feel like that black crow flying

In a blue sky

I took a ferry to the highway

Then I drove to a pontoon plane

I took the plane to a taxi

And the taxi to a train

I've been traveling so long

How am I ever going to know my home when I see it again?

I'm like that black crow flying

In a blue sky

In search of love and music, my whole life has been

Illumination, corruption, and diving, diving, diving, diving

Diving down to pick up on every shiny little thing

I'm just like that black crow flying

In a blue sky

I looked at the morning after being up all night

I dug on my haggard face in the bathroom light

I looked out the window and I saw

I saw that ragged soul take flight

Man, I saw a back crow flying

Up in a blue sky

I saw that black crow flying

In a blue sky