THE CROW

I asked God

To give me a sign

Shot through by an arrow

A crow fell from the sky

She lay there on the snowbank

I pulled it from her side

Her blood dried on my fingertips

I sat there for a while

I told her I was sorry

That I asked for a sign

It was never my intention

To stop a bird from flying

I keep the arrow with me

The silver fletchings show

Sometimes, the blade, it pricks me

My blood drips on the snow

I see her looking at me

The crow that fell from flight

I know that she forgives me

It's written in her eyes

But I cannot forget it

And since then, God's grown silent

It happened all so quickly

That the arrow pierced her side

I gave the crow my promise

To never look for signs

God, he stays away from me

The crow, she keeps on flying