Текст песни As the Crow Flys - Thrice
Mother
crow,
feels
no
pain
Speaks
no
word
Speckled
egg,
hatching
slow
Bible
black,
baby
bird
One
day
fly
over
me
Placed
you
in
flanneled
coat
Months
fly
by
Grow
your
bones,
feather,
skin
Bible
black
by
and
by
You
will
spread
your
wings
One
day
fly
over
me
Fly
over,
fly
over
me,
over
me
Fly
over,
fly
over
me
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