Crescent City

You're a strange bird
You're a black crow
And you're darker than the darkest hour before the cock crows

You're a strange bird
Wanna take a long flight
Over highway 101 down to Crescent City tide

Then you sit on the white beach
While the waves wash up your supper
Sit on the white beach wondering
Where are the others

The other road, the
One less taken
You tried it out you stuck around just trying to fake it

There were good days
Till you broke them
There were right words but they always were the ones unspoken

So you sit beneath a tree
And wait for manna from the sky
Sit beneath a tree humming
Am I born to die

Dirt under your fingernails
Wipe the mud from the windowsill
In this world of sweat and tears
Make a life worth of living

It's a free fall
It's a high dive
No one really knows what the ocean hides

But you and I, bird
We're gonna find out
And I'll be next to you when the lights go out

And we might see some kind
Of beauty in the water
Flashes all around
Of a life that we forgot

Dirt under your fingernails
Wipe the mud from the window sill
In this world of sweat and tears
Make a life worth of living

Make a life worth of living
(Make a life worth of living)
(Make a life worth of living)
Make a life worth of living

You're a strange bird
You're a black crow