Crow Lyrics

There's a loyal tentacle parked on the back of a granite stone

The stone never interjects it's opinion on time or life

Change is inevitable and the tentacle won't stand alone

Sometimes it's much easier to latch onto our own lies

Soften this stone

With my hands manipulating

Time breaks everything down

Like knives against this

Cold rock negotiating

Time dulls sharp edges round

Without relativism it's way too easy to cover your eyes

While precipitous edges sneak small slivers of that stone away

A dwindling surface area that the tentacle won't recognize

Until it doesn't have a choice but to face that someday now

Soften this stone

With my hands manipulating

Time breaks everything down

Like knives against this

Cold rock negotiating

Time dulls sharp edges round

Sometimes you can't design straight lines

From behind fault lines

Build your final stand on unsteady sand

I don't want to be the one to hold you back

When you only need somebody to give you feedback

And there comes a time when everyone loses track

Just let go of your past, raise your head, and start your counterattack

Soften this stone

With my hands manipulating

Time breaks everything down

Like knives against this

Cold rock negotiating

Time dulls sharp edges round

I'll be here when you come around

I'll be on your side if you run aground

I'll be behind you when you turn around

I'll be here when you come around