I have a confession to make I am a lone flying crow My home is in the gallow I make peace with my friend, sorrow With bones of hollow I fly solo No murder to follow So here I go I fly high as I can With the world below I am one with the fallow I am one with death So don’t follow I only take your time, that’s only borrowed. My heart you asked of, is with a merrow I’m not worth the trouble I am peace with solace of isolation I only bring uncertainty sorrow I’d rather be with a scarecrow To scare myself off into the depths of my shadow Sorry to mess with your alter-ego To fall for me I am a meaningless crow So now, you know I am a lone flying crow.