A Murder of One-Counting Crows

Growing Older
Day by Day
Passes

I Watch others
for
Life does not
Revolve around
Me...
Alone

Life
is an Intricate
Weaving

Don't Jump...
Just Yet

There is More here
than meets my
Eye


"All your life is such a shame
All your love is just a dream
Open up your eyes
You can see the flames of your wasted life
You should be ashamed

You don't want to waste your life
You don't want to waste your life...baby

I walk along these hillsides In the summer 'neath the sunshine
I am feathered by the moonlight
falling down on me...
Change, change, change"
-COUTNING CROWS

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Originally uploaded by Forbidden Apple.