Black Bird

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Where late dawn is painted in blood
Where low clouds are out of light
Where black bird and me
Are flying above the sorrow

But our land is raw stones
High stars and decayed bones
Where black bird and me
Are flying toward tomorrow

And gallows watch over the night
The sky is the limit, right
Where black bird said to me
Anyway, hang in there

But maybe give us some slack
I know we will not be wrecked
It's just a simple truth
I swear

The catcher hides in the rye
I'd like to give it a try
A little different to die
Anywhere