There Won’t Be Any Crows

Wedding gown
Where will we be found?
February belongs to forever now

You were a water wonder with
Blue blue eyes
Drifting through the stars
Reflected on the lake

If you were a magic lantern then
Instead of blue eyes

There won't be any crows to cry with you there
There won't be any crows to cry with you there

I once made a film with a nightingale
Of cannonballs
Where our heartbeats were near

Time goes by like an unwinding wish
Tilting toward winter once again
If you were an advent calendar
Instead of blue eyes

There won't be any crows to go with you there
There won't be any crows to go with you there
There won't be any crows to go with you there

A book of our memories
On the table open to the day
We broke the carousel horse's heart