He flies, as a crow flies, straight to her
Why?
To tell her something
He promises her he will not do
All the things he has already done to her

She flies, as a crow flies
in a straight line, straight to him
Why?
To listen
Time flies, as a crow flies, in a straight line
Through you, not around you
Your life is only that with which time has its way with you


In the corner
Of my eye
On the tracks
Will not fly
Underneath
And unseen
Trapped beak
Unafraid

Black streak
In the corner
Wait until
It gets warmer
Rain brain
Do the honor
Swing blade
Underwater

Don't eat the crow!
Don't eat crow!

In the corner
Of my eye
In the corner
Was the sky
In the corner
With the bird
Final caw
Went unheard

Don't eat the crow!
Don't eat crow!