In the shadow of the moon, when the city sleeps
A crow is perched, where the darkness creeps
With feathers black as coal, and eyes of piercing gray
He sings a song of sorrow, of a souls decay
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out his pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
Through the fading lights and the broken dreams
The crow flies high, above the city's screams
He's seen the glory and folly of the human race
In his condemning chorus, there's no hiding place
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out your pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
In the alleyways and the forgotten lanes
The crow finds solace in the pouring rains
His wings are tattered, his soul worn thin
But still, he sings of the world's darkest sin
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out your pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
The Crow sings on, in the dead of night
A symphony of anguish, on his nocturnal flight
For in his mournful song, a truth is stirred
That in this world, even crows can be heard
L.D. Hardin - The Crow Sings Lyrics
L.D. Hardin - The Crow Sings Lyrics
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In the shadow of the moon, when the city sleeps
A crow is perched, where the darkness creeps
With feathers black as coal, and eyes of piercing gray
He sings a song of sorrow, of a souls decay
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out his pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
Through the fading lights and the broken dreams
The crow flies high, above the city's screams
He's seen the glory and folly of the human race
In his condemning chorus, there's no hiding place
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out your pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
In the alleyways and the forgotten lanes
The crow finds solace in the pouring rains
His wings are tattered, his soul worn thin
But still, he sings of the world's darkest sin
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out your pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
The Crow sings on, in the dead of night
A symphony of anguish, on his nocturnal flight
For in his mournful song, a truth is stirred
That in this world, even crows can be heard
A crow is perched, where the darkness creeps
With feathers black as coal, and eyes of piercing gray
He sings a song of sorrow, of a souls decay
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out his pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
Through the fading lights and the broken dreams
The crow flies high, above the city's screams
He's seen the glory and folly of the human race
In his condemning chorus, there's no hiding place
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out your pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
In the alleyways and the forgotten lanes
The crow finds solace in the pouring rains
His wings are tattered, his soul worn thin
But still, he sings of the world's darkest sin
The Crow sings tonight, with haunting cries
Screaming out your pain under starless skies
A melody of gloom, A lonesome tune
Echoes through the streets, beneath the moon
The Crow sings on, in the dead of night
A symphony of anguish, on his nocturnal flight
For in his mournful song, a truth is stirred
That in this world, even crows can be heard
Writer: Leif Hardin
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Copyright: Lyrics © CREATIVE CHRONICLER PUBLISHING