.There's a murder of crows,
Flying high over head,
On this desolate road,
Well I tend to forget,
About you and I,
And I'll fight to survive
Through this thunderous life.
When we're not side by side.
Iâm roaming through the hills,
All alone,
Iâm trying .
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