Cry, Cry, Crow - The Pines In the morning I buckle my shoes like a pilgrim And make my way to the highway In the silhouette of silos Cry cry crow I love you more than you'll ever know dear Before I was born I could hear you Calling my name from far away Cry cry crow In the distance all the way from Iowa The city glows like a beating Heart upon the table Cry cry crow In the dome-light wherever you are going The hourglass your holding Is filled with falling snow Cry cry crow Cry cry crow Cry cry crow编辑于2021/03/08更新