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A Murder of Crows

from Wild Rice by Leon Frear

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lyrics

I wear this building like it’s body armor. And you’re tied to me like a chain.
So I tailored a new suit to trade for black feathers, a leanin’ on a swagger cane.

I tried my best to make amends, but you had fallen in with a bad group of friends
Love and loss, like Siamese twins, A Murder of Crows.

Old landlady’s gonna keep your rent, even if you think that you’re a good caretaker.
You payed the deposit, made a promise, she holds you to that, it’s just her nature.
So pin your hopes to the trunk of a tree, take two steps forward and one in the sea.
A drowning flock still grows. A Murder of Crows.

The storm has yet to end, and all hope now it seems to be lost.
The treasure was said to be friendship, and at home an albatross.
This storm won’t break and in the end, the only thing left of my friend,
What little meat I can pick from her bones, This Murder of Crows.

We three freaks, we made a murder, two was only an attempt.
Just like best friends became lovers and left with nothing but contempt.
One Day your lesson it will be, to learn transaction at the Wisdom Tree.
Count it on your fingers and your toes, this Murder of Crows

Dark velvet hair and a sharp crooked nose
Inky black wings and the fingers of those
We Used Sticks and Stones
We were a Murder of Crows

Crowned with your ribbons and your bows - This Murder of Crows.
Counting on your fingers and your toes - This Murder of Crows.
Conjoined at the hips and at the nose - This Murder of Crows.
A crowned cock still crows…

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from Wild Rice, released March 1, 2024
Recorded and Performed in a bedroom by Leon Frear.
Additional vocals by Faye Whitt

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