Crow, Pt. 2 Lyrics - Mount Eerie

A crow that's being dreamed 

By a child who's being carried through the forest 

Sleeping, wondering in her twilight half-awareness 

Where her mother went 

I know that you died 

But in this child's crow dream you survive 

Beneath layers of magical symbolic wild animals 

Inhabiting the edges of our fogged-over consciousnesses 

Grasping for something to hold 

Something old 

Like a name cut into a stone 

Or a bird that will make eye contact 

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That's where you live now 

Or at least that's where I hold you 

And we're still here without you 

Sleeping and the sun's coming up 

In the ruins of our household, we wake up again 

Coming back into this 

Every day that comes, the echo of you living here gets quieter 

Obscured by the loud wind of us now 

Wailing and moaning for you 

But also living, talking about school 

Making food, just surviving and still containing love 

Waking up again, the baby that you knew is now a kid 

And when she looks at me with your eyes the shape of almonds 

I am stirred inside and reemerge 

I go downstairs and turn on CBC and make some coffee 

And boil two eggs and make two pieces of bread into toast 

And open the window and give the child some clothes 

And get us sitting at the table 

Where your chair still sits across from me, watching 

I stand up to put on music 

Our daughter sees and asks for mama's record 

And she's staring at the speaker with this look of recognition 

Putting it together that it's you singing 

I'm sobbing and eating eggs again 

You're a quiet echo on loud wind 

But when I'm trying to, I see you everywhere 

In plants and birds and in our daughter 

In the sun going down and coming up and in whatever 

And the myths that used to get told around the fire 

Where a seal's head pokes up through from underwater 

Crossing a threshold between two worlds, yours and mine 

We were skeletally intertwined once 

But now I notice ravens instead 

I don't see you anywhere 

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If you still hang in the branches 

Like burnt wood, I will go out beneath 

With arms reached and run my fingers through the air 

Where you breathed, touching your last breath 

Reaching through to the world of the gone with my hand empty