Dancing Crow outside my window
I know the news ain't nothing good
Ya been picking up stones
Piling them high
Black like your heart
Your words not mine
Dancing Crow you go wherever the wind blows
Throwing your shadows in the night
And that storm that's raging behind your eyes
Is gonna make for some real tough flying
Too many miles back to Calistoga
Kinda thankful I'm not driving
It's for the best that I never come to know ya
That old road is a switching and winding
All the way back home
Dancing Crow outside my window
Can't believe what I have seen
You've been picking up stones
Piling them high
Black like your heart
Your words not mine
Too many miles back to Calistoga
Kinda thankful I'm not driving
It's for the best that I never come to know ya
That old road is a switching and winding
All the way back home