All the Crows in Portland Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Walk down by the river
The sky is grey
And I have nowhere
To be today
The trees are alive
With a murder of crows
My own decay
Assaults my nose
Maybe I'll lie down on the grass
Embrace my own end
And become a feast
For all the crows in Portland
Breeze off the river
Brings blood to my face
As I stand despairing
Of this human race
Empty old buildings
A village of tents
Inadequate shelter
Paltry defense
What new misery waits for us
Just around the next bend
I'll blindly follow my guides
All the crows in the Portland
Fire rains down
Half the world away
Children hide underground
Just to see the next day
What use are my words
In a dark and hostile world
It's not much of a message
But it's what I can send
May it fly on the wings
Of all the crows in Portland