War Crow

Send us Fan MailWar CrowA single crow barks across the dawn the sunrise, as the world continues,dreaming,for all is hushed, all is sleeping all is still, for in the returningshadows of sunlight, with the first glance of awakening,morning opens the coming shadows of another summer day.but as the first, the breath of wind, waits and wafts,the smoke  then stirs through memoriesin the awakening crowns of trees,a flood of goldpasses through the fingers of the fall of night, losing her wayFor the hope in the dawn and chorus, suddenly stops in a flurry, a cloudof wings, a migration of birds,lifts and leavesfor in the not too distant futures,in the call the coming of thunder the earth itselfmay stop, and turn away, awayfrom the future wars of maybe,for Europe is dulled and dreaming and bleedsfor another [email protected]