It must be strange to just fall from the stage and snap a bone that is so close to the brain And be attended to by so many down below I saw a doctor tie you up from so far above And you start singing just like light through a black floor You start sliding like burned skin to a side door Refrain: But crow, when you throw yourself under Singin's hard when you can't loose control They don't know, to them in the dark you don't whisper nothinAnd they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul It must have been hard to be a cashier in a bookstore And to be surrounded by the history of your true loves And you'd get naked between the deep shelves in the backroom And have your brain get tan by sharp fluorescent light tubes And you start spinning like the pillars in the temple You'd start screaming just like Sister Aimee Semple But Crow, when you throw yourself under The streets are hard when you cannot lose control They don't know, to them the dark don't whisper nothinAnd they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul Crow
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