Marcia
You've walked with me
since the sands of time
Before what I became was known
Riding on my shoulder
Circling in my head
Whispering words of encouragement
Whispering words that I dread
CHORUS:
Pick me up
Pick my bones
My angel
My demon
It’s the flight of the crow
In the darkness of day
and the light of the night
You never left my side
When I stumbled you made me fall
When I got up you gave me a hand
My angel, my demon, my friend
CHORUS
Now the dawn has come
and the way of your flight
became my name
So let me fly with you
Let me circle my fears
Lead my heart away from my head
CHORUS
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