Field of crows

Damn this wicked world Damn I wish that heaven wasn’t hidden like a pearl Underneath the sea I wish all the answers came more easily to me Watching as my world spins out of control And I’d like to...

You know I feel most the time like a kite on a line Tossed about, no control, any way the wind blows Then I see you holding on The string that runs, me to you all that keeping me tied to This world so...