down at the crossroads
I fold my wings
breathing in flowers
burnt offerings
out of the darkness
into the light
light as a feather
soft as the night
crazed as a raver
craven and brave
low as the raven goes over your grave
take what you want from me
leave your control
down at the crossroads
give me your soul
Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 5:11 PM UTC
down at the crossroads
I fold my wings
breathing in flowers
burnt offerings
out of the darkness
into the light
light as a feather
soft as the night
crazed as a raver
craven and brave
low as the raven goes over your grave
take what you want from me
leave your control
down at the crossroads
give me your soul