Gifts From The Crows

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[Verse 1]
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Morning hits me up early, I follow my thoughts down the road,
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I take what I find, I keep my pockets lined, looking for gifts from the crows.

[Pre-Chorus]
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They follow me all through the branches, they call out the signs of warning,
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they gather and off they go.
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They follow me all through the branches, they call out the signs of warning,
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they gather and off they go.

[Chorus]
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But I don't want to be all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone,
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all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone,
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shining on the way home   I found a gift from the crows.

[Verse 2]
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There's a candle set on the table, there's a orange burning low in the sky.
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There's a fragile peace washing over me but it never outpaces the night.

[Pre-Chorus]
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And we're telling the tales of our longings and we're piercing the veil
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with our stars that we scored from memory.
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And we're telling the tales of our longings and we're piercing the veil
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with our stars as we scored the memory.

[Chorus]
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But I don't want to be all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone,
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all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone,
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shining on the way home   I found a gift from the crows.

[Outro]
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Keep my pockets lined,   they're shining for me on the way home,
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all of these gifts from the crows.