(Call Of the Crow)

                                     As I walked through a moon lit field
                                                 In a old familiar dream
                                          I heard a cry of a lonely crow
                                          In the distance near a stream

                                             As I stared I come to see
                                  The vision on witch he brought to me
                                              In his eyes my future lies
                                     And a glimpse of my past as it dies

                                                   I saw fire , I saw Ice
                                              I saw souls pay the price
                                       But my destiny was not as clear
                                         As I grew closer I felt no fear

                                           I saw a ship as it sailed away
                                           standing beside a windy bay
                                               As it drifted out of sight
                                     Is when his eyes turned dark as night

                                          Before I woke he spoke to me
                                        He said, in myself I must believe
                                         No matter what may go wrong
                                   Always look up and always be strong

                                      I know some day I'll find the truth
                                  Of the sacred stories within my youth
                                  Dreams may come and dreams may go
                                     I'll never forget the call of the crow
                                    
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     By  E.Stallman