83rd Dream

Four crows nailed to a wooden post
Bleed upon a barren field
An old way that I don't understand
It kinda touched me for a dayFour crows nailed to a wooden post
Bleed upon a barren field
An old way that I don't understand
You know, it kinda touched me for a dayThere are no bright skies
Where the eagle flies
Suddenly inside me, inside me
I don't needI am alive
I am alive
Hey, heySo psychedelic, driving over the sun
Past the still sky trees and fields
To the place the great relics have kissed you know
It kinda touched me for a dayThere are no bright skies
Where the eagle flies
Suddenly inside me, inside me
I don't needI am alive
I am aliveHey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
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