a crow stands tall beside the house

in its eyes is where she lies

black feathers fall and fall and fall

underneath a crow, it is no more

underneath, it’s plasticine

change your shape to look like me

underneath, it’s plasticine

change your shape to look like me

the crow that was stood beside the house

the house that is no more

a home, it’s not a home, it’s not a home

so what is that space for?

underneath, the space where we

saw a crow take her feathers off

she left them when she came to be

a river of plasticine

in my veins, in my blood

in my eyes, in my heart

in my skull, full of dust

in my chest, will you trust

me, when I turn to be

when I turn to be

when I turn

when I turn

in my beak, in my wings

in my feathers, something stings

in my bones, full of rust

in my voice, will you trust

me, when I turn to be

when I turn to be

when I turn

when I turn

in my veins, in my blood (underneath)

in my eyes, in my heart

in my skull, full of dust (it's plasticine)

in my chest, will you trust

me, when I turn to be (change your shape)

when I turn to be

when I turn (to look like me)

when I turn

in my beak, in my wings (underneath)

in my feathers, something stings

in my bones, full of rust (it's plasticine)

in my voice, will you trust

me, when I turn to be (change your shape)

when I turn to be

when I turn (to look like me)

when I turn

a crow stands tall

a crow stands tall

a crow stands tall

a crow stands tall