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Counting Crown

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, angels get a better

A long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember the last thing that she says "You were leaving

She comes to me at night when I'm sleeping She comes to me when I'm alone She comes to me, she holds my hand when I'm crying She comes to me, she shuts

This circus is falling down on its knees The big top is crumbling down It's raining in Baltimore fifty miles east Where you should be, no one's around

When I think of Heaven, deliver me in a black-winged bird I think of flying down in your sea of pens and feathers And all other instruments of faith and

I gotta rush away, she said I've been to Boston before Anyway, this change I've been feeling Doesn't make the rain fall No big differences these days

She is trapped inside a month of gray And they take a little every day She is a victim of her own responses Shackled to a heart that wants to settle and

dream, dream, dream Well, I dreamt I saw you walking Up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky As you stood there counting crows

I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready, I am ready I am ready I am taffy stuck and tongue tied Stutter shook and