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
I’m roaming through the hills
All alone
I’m trying to find
my direction home
A question of space
A matter of time
I follow the stars
until the first light
I don’t know
what drugs to take
To successfully
alter the state
That my mind has been
in as of late
Something is eating away
at my brain
There’s an elephant
in the back of the room
And it’s standing
in plain view
Everyone can see
That it looks just like me
I’m roaming through the hills
All alone
I’m trying to find
my direction home
A question of space
A matter of time
I follow the stars
until the first light
I will not call this road home
Though it is all I know
I will not call this road home
Though it is all I know
I’m roaming through the hills
All alone
I’m trying to find
my direction home
A question of space
A matter of time
I follow the stars
until the first light