'Sometimes A Crow Sings Like A Lark'
Written By Ruairidh Anderson
When murder trembled on your lips was it you or me?
Lover's sighs to bloody fists putting hearts to sleep.
But tell me Baby was there ever a light in you,
Was there ever a chord rung true that rang for me?
Faltered more than ran a race but light can pierce the dark,
And though our love has had it's day sometimes a crow sings like a lark.
But tell me Baby was there ever a light in you,
Was there ever a chord rung true that rang for me?
But Baby was there ever a heart that beat?
Was there ever a melody that sang for me?
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