Bye, bye little raven, I see you playing on the wind
as you fly off to another place won’t you tell me where it is that you are going
cause there’s a parade of others waiting in line just to follow you out
while my feet stay planted on this cold hard ground
And I’m stared down by the moon like it’s got something to prove
keeps going round in circles, full one minute and it’s working
then back to nothing into blackness, it always wanes faster than it waxes
and at times this is so effacing meaning is so evasive
it’s real then it feels fake
something changes and then nothings ever the same again
I will fall along the way won’t you catch me if you can take me by the hand
help me keep all this bitterness at bay
sometimes it seems like I can preach but I don’t practice,
these words are speaking louder than my actions
Though I know it sounds familiar won’t you help me to remember
what I said yesterday
It’s the small things, baby steps are what it takes to change the way another thinks
but it’s the same choices every day that left me lost and alone
when you’re searching for solutions you try to find out what’s not working
you end up spending all of your time
buried deep down in the holes left by the trees you can’t see the forest for
I will fall along the way won’t you catch me if you can take me by the hand
help me keep all this bitterness at bay
sometimes it seems like I can preach but I don’t practice,
these words are speaking louder than my actions
Though I know it sounds familiar won’t you help me to remember
what I said yesterday
I look down at my feet I’m running again the wind’s blowing in my hair
I look up and the sky is blue, white clouds are floating by overhead
I’m going higher and higher
I’m going higher and higher and higher and higher oh and higher
I look down at my feet I’m running again the wind’s blowing in my hair
I look up and the sky is blue, white clouds are floating by overhead
I’m going higher and higher
I’m going higher and higher and higher, I reach the top and I don’t stop
no, no
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