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• Artiste: Ian Thomas
• Titre: Black Crow Medicine
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Well late last night I heard a rappin' on my window pane It was a black crow medicine bird hangin' from the telephone line And it wailed and boiled out against the wind On a cold road gutter side where the rain flows toward its grave There was a sun stained leaf on the edge of an eddy and dream And it drifted so easy like it was all it ever had to do There was a crowd in my dream last night full of faces I had never known Some in rags and some in robes all in a stubborn state of scorn As the walls they tightened nobody got up to go As I waited for the morning not sure what I was gonna do I had a mind to make for a better time head down the road to some place new When I felt upon my shoulder that black crow medicine bird There was a woman in my dream last night and I'm sure I'd known her before She held in one hand a photograph as she came to me out on the bower And she took from me my oar like it was all I ever had to do