First I see a raven,
Strong and dark.
Now I see an eagle,
Majestic and mighty.
Now I see a crow,
So similar to the raven.
Now I see a feather,
Alone and indistinct.
Finally I see the birds.
The birds dressed in lies.
First I see a raven,
Strong and dark.
Now I see an eagle,
Majestic and mighty.
Now I see a crow,
So similar to the raven.
Now I see a feather,
Alone and indistinct.
Finally I see the birds.
The birds dressed in lies.
As I stood there
Crying in the rain
I stopped and stared
At the sunset before me
My tears fell faster
As I remembered
The feel of his arms
Around me
And thought of how
Distant he’s been
Look
I’m sick and tired of all this shit and pretending
Look
I’m sick and tired of all the fairytale endings
Look
I don’t know how I’m supposed to survive like this
But look
What’s wrong?
Said the snake to the songbird.
What’s wrong, little songbird?
Why don’t you sing me a song?
You see,
Said the songbird to the snake.
You see, I’m tired of running away.
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