Murder of Crows - Greensky Bluegrass

She wrote you a letter, you ain’t never read it

Sat out on your doorstep since the day that she sent it

She had lots to say but the words just blew away

The letters got replaced with things she didn’t say

Nail a crow to the fence and behold death’s romance

The rest of the murder bear witness from the telephone wires

Lost lovers and friends, well they will all attend

With roses and incense on the funeral pyre

She wrote it all down with an eagle’s feather

Dipped in cocaine and blood

A diamond needle on a broken record

Of a melody never sung

You stumbled for hours over pages with gilded edges

Ink and newsprint smeared with cliffs, sharp ledges

The image you saw, out of focus and out of turn

An envelope left in the light of the rising moon

She wrote it all down with an eagle’s feather

Dipped in cocaine and blood

A diamond needle on a broken record

Of a melody never sung

Time has left a handful of tear-stained pages

Washed out memories left lost and faded

You’ve called out her name, only left unsettled

A lone phonograph, a thousand unspoken words

She wrote it all down with an eagle’s feather

Dipped in cocaine and blood

A diamond needle on a broken record

Of a melody never sung