Feed the Crows

🎵 Feed the Crows There was a patch behind the house Where nothing good would seem to grow Still I carried water every day To the blackest seeds I knew I told myself that care was cure That patience could make wild things tame So I fed the shadows from my hands Till they answered to my name You never looked like danger Not standing in the light The deepest cuts are roots below Invisible from sight I fed the crows I watched them circle higher Built their wings from pieces Pulled straight from my own fire And when they came back home I thought they'd sing for me But they took my eyes And left me with the sky Where I used to see The rot was slow beneath the bark The branches still looked green Every warning came disguised As something in between A missing word A colder touch A silence growing teeth The kind of hurt that blooms for years Before it shows its leaves I kept mistaking winter For a season that would pass Never saw the cracks arriving Underneath the glass I fed the crows I watched them circle higher Built their wings from pieces Pulled straight from my own fire And when they came back home I thought they'd sing for me But they took my eyes And left me with the sky Where I used to see Now the field is overgrown And your voice is just the wind Every ghost I've been Is finding skin again What I thought was loss Was only letting go Of creatures I was never meant To hold The crows still fly But farther than before And I don't wait beside the window Anymore I hear my name And now it sounds like mine The dark you left No longer lives inside I see the road I see the trees I see the life ahead of me The crows are gone And somehow So am I Not fading Just becoming Someone You can no longer find