The Black Crow Keeps Flying Paroles

Flying through the sky
And the wind is howling
Won't you tell me why
Tell me why

Invent a train
well it left to soon
And I'm laughing at the moon

Well I invent a train,
But it left to soon
Now I'm standing in the doorway
And I'm laughing at the moon

Fly so high
And I fall so low
I might loose my mind
Worried no more

Fly so high Loose my mind, worried no more
The black crow fly

I know somebody
Put a thing on me
And you know I can't see

Well I know somebody
Put a thing on me
Got my eyes wide open
But Lord I can't see

Got my eyes wide open
But Lord I can't see

The black crow keeps flying...