May 2010
Up in the cliff
I hear the crow call
it waits for its prey
it will take it to the unknown
and it will be forgotten
The rain then falls
the crow calls once more
but this time
it calls for you.
I hear the crow call
it waits for its prey
it will take it to the unknown
and it will be forgotten
The rain then falls
the crow calls once more
but this time
it calls for you.
Dedicated to Hells Canyon.
