Today
I’ve been talking to
A crow
Down by the old tin mine
He’s been telling me
Of all the shiny things
He found yesterday
In the stream
I talk to the birds
And I talk to the trees
I talk to the flowers
I talk to the streams
The crow
He told me many things
And of a polished stone
The colour of fallen leaves
He said if you have an honest heart
It is a magic stone
Upon it’s surface the future will be revealed
I talk to the birds
I talk to the trees
Won’t you please stop the voices
Won’t you please take me
The Crow
He found the magic stone
In a crystal pool, beneath a willow tree
He collects only shiny things
Thats how he found the stone
He saw the fire in the eyes of the fox
I talk to the birds
And I talk to the trees
Won’t you please, stop the voices
Won’t you please, take me
Words by Mark from “Cactus Farming At The Ends Of The Earth” first published by Miracle Grow 2001.
