Crows Feet Call

daybreak's moans, like telephones
rear-view mirror says you are alone
strangers treat you like angels
tripping on credibility back home

silhouette of a science leaves
to boil in our breathless breeze
and i know that i will be just fine
even though you'll still come to mind
from time to time

night creeps in on a winter's skin
you've been turned off like a television
places, faces, making traces of your next kin
meditation on the day, motivation begins to sink in

and i know that i will be just fine
even though you'll still come to mind
from time to time

crows feet call from murder of eyes, i believe we'll die
not tonight

and i know that i will be just fine
even though you'll still come to mind
from time to time