Looking up to the sky
This foreboding feeling grows
As I see the unkindness of ravens
And hear the murder of crows
On The Lookout
Life without you recently
Certainly has been gloomy
Even if my heart is now
That little bit more roomy
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Looking up to the sky
This foreboding feeling grows
As I see the unkindness of ravens
And hear the murder of crows
Life without you recently
Certainly has been gloomy
Even if my heart is now
That little bit more roomy
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 