Lyrics

I am a winter crow, shining black, standing in the blue-white snow
And I don’t fly in a straight line more like a drunkard when they’ve finished their jug wine
And I’m not wise, nor am I kind

I see how you treat your fellow man. He and I pick from a dirty garbage can
Crying and unshaven, he and I are both looking for safe haven
And I don’t shout, I’m not a raven

Feathers fall from the skies, like tears fall from your eyes
My treasure’s in my nest, yours in the cedar chest
Waiting for spring to come again

On the solstice eve, I fly circles, broken and bereaved
While I watch you celebrate, my heart is joyless ever since I lost my mate
Night falls, desolate

Darkness growing bold. Fires burning, the wind is blowing cold
Through this longest night, while you’re tucked in, covers pulled up tight
I’ll be the first to see the light

Feathers fall from the skies, like tears fall from your eyes
My treasure’s in my nest, yours in the cedar chest
Waiting for spring to come again

I am a winter crow, the tale’s over, told you everything I know
When the light returns once more, when the flowers bloom by your front door
We have a lot to answer for

Sam Arintok- drums, harmony vocals
Jen Martell- harmony vocals
Nicholas Petti- guitar, mandolin, harmony vocals
John Taylor- vocals, guitar
Peter Temple- bass, engineering
Anthony Serati- banjo
Corwin Zekley- fiddle
Produced by Latchkey