Feed The Crow

Attrition

Compositor: Martin Bowes

Someone praying on my time...
A fading, former friend of mine...
I trawl the junkyard of my mind...

Feed the crow I left behind.

I'll crawl along the countermine...
Dropping pennies onto beggars eyes..
I play the arcades of desire...

Feed the crow I left behind.

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