Stealing From the Crow

Skin and bones show her strength to me.
Feathers ruffled by the cold.
The only hope she has is nesting.
Giving birth to vengeful children.  They're stealing from 
the crow.
To take away a mothers destiny,
Makes her weak and less aware.
Dreams will not make summer come back again.
The harvest season is upon her.
We're stealing from the crow.
Like the rest I'm stealing from the crow.
Like the best there isn't very much to know.
Just a mockery of her own failing falsity.
Laying down in her endless rest of misery.
She's lying all alone. She's dying all alone.
The clock has stopped, the time is up, there's no need to 
wait it's already over. The void has been filled with the 
frenzy of maggots, tasting what's left of her for the sake 
of nostalgia.
The pack builds a box to nestle her tired bones and then 
looks away as she forces a tear from her crow featured 
eyes.
All alone.
I'm stealing from the Crow
I'm stealing from the Crow
I'm stealing from the Crow
I'm stealing from the Crow