Without a sound My old hound sleeps in the ground Under the house Under the town An arrow is loud Shivered and stuck in the mouth And my heart?
Babe, it's so hard to be honest As the crow lies Babe, I've been known to be careless I've made dogs cry I've thrown logs on the fire And burnt like
It is early You are dead There are crows in our bed But I won?t come undone We are done, we are done There is air still In my lungs I will get