Tuesday, February 5, 2013

The Crows

The crows flew around me
Sitting on my shoulders
They whispered lies in my ears
That they learned from her

Even though I know
That I can't trust the crows
Their words, I still listen
Just know what I am missing

For I learned long ago
It is not what you know
But what you don't know
You have to take it slow

Learn to read between the lines
Sift through the truth that sounds fine
You will see the cracks shine
You will see the lies align

So I tell my own lies to the crows
They take my messages to her
We play this game, back and forth
Till one of us gives up and stirs

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