These birds follow me
Wherever I go
They perch upon branches
Alongside the crows
They sing in harsh whistles with pitches that bend
These birds follow me
Wherever I've been
These birds follow me
Through rain and through snow
Wings blacker than nightfall
Like no bird I know
Their feathers were pulled
From the back of black skies
These birds follow me
Wherever I lie
These birds follow me
Just barely in sight
They're too far to talk to and too close to cry
The moon rises slow
Out from their oily eyes
These birds follow me
And I do not know why
These birds follow me
In circles above
If I am a carcass
Then you are a dove
So onward I walk
Neath black feathered skies
These birds follow me
'Til the day that I die
These birds follow me
These birds follow me