[Intro] (Sliding guitar licks melt into a lazy river groove, b3 organ hums like heat off the road) Im a Crow on a wire, heart on fire, Feathers frayed from fallin’ higher She smiles like thunder wrapped in lace, And I forget my own damn face. [Verse 1] I saw her eyes in the river’s bend, Turned my tongue in a knot again, Heartbeat clappin’ like a backdoor screen, Tryin’ to speak but Im to damn green She floats a breeze on a summer day— And every word I think just fades away. [Chorus] Ooo, .... I can’t see straight, Fallin’ fast through hell's gate. Feathers fail, and reason flies, Cravin’ her like I crave the sky. ...... and I try.. [Instrumental] (Loose jam—gritty lead guitar bends with weeping notes, organ whirls, bass strolls, drum rolls sway like the trees; the band wanders the groove like old friends on a midnight walk.) [Verse 2] They roll the dice, and pass the flame, Call me home by my childhood name. A jug of truth, a deck of lies, Their love don’t sparkle but it never dies. And with them boys, I’m wild and wise— Like the sun knows how to rise. [Chorus] Ooo, .... I can’t see straight, Fallin’ fast through hell's gate. Feathers fail, and reason flies, Cravin’ her like I crave the sky. ...... and I try.. [Instrumental] (Loose jam—gritty lead guitar bends with weeping notes, organ whirls, bass strolls, drum rolls sway like the trees; the band wanders the groove like old friends on a midnight walk.) [Verse 3] She got a laugh like a spell gone wrong, Turns my rhythm into tangled song. But my friends play chords that ground my soul, Patchin’ the holes that she don't know. I chase her shadow down the rail, But with the boys, I own the trail. [Bridge] Ain’t no shame in losin’ time, To a fire you find you can’t define. But sanity’s a lonesome dove— ‘Til you share it with the ones you love. [Instrumental] (Loose jam—gritty lead guitar bends with weeping notes, organ whirls, bass strolls, drum rolls sway like the trees; the band wanders the groove like old friends on a midnight walk.) [Chorus] Ooo, .... I can’t see straight, Fallin’ fast through hell's gate. Feathers fail, and reason flies, Cravin’ her like I crave the sky. ...... and I try.. [Outro] (Cracked vocals, warm guitar flickers like a fire going out) Crow on the wire, head clear again, Whistlein’ songs in the company of friends... [Chorus] Ooo, .... I can’t see straight, Fallin’ fast through hell's gate. Feathers fail, and reason flies, Cravin’ her like I crave the sky. ...... and I try.. I Try!!! [Instrumental] (Loose jam—gritty lead guitar bends with weeping notes, organ whirls, bass strolls, drum rolls sway like the trees; the band wanders the groove like old friends on a midnight walk.)
