“A MURDER OF ONE” – Counting Crows

Blue morning Blue morning | Wrapped in strands of fist and bone | Curiosity, Kitten, | Doesn’t have to mean you’re on your own | You can look outside your window | He doesn’t have to know | We can talk awhile, baby | We can take it nice and slow
All your life is such a shame, shame, shame | All your love is just a dream, dream, dream
Are you happy when you’re sleeping? | Does he keep you safe and warm? | Does he tell you when you’re sorry? | Does he tell you when you’re wrong? | I’ve been watching you for hours | It’s been years since we were born | We were perfect when we started | I’ve been wondering where we’ve gone
All your life is such a shame | All your love is just a dream
I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow | Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows
One for sorrow Two for joy | Three for girls and four for boys | Five for silver Six for gold and | Seven for a secret never to be told | There’s a bird that nests inside you | Sleeping underneath your skin | When you open up your wings to speak | I wish you’d let me in
All your life is such a shame | All your love is just a dream | Open up your eyes | You can see the flames of your wasted life | You should be ashamed | You don’t want to waste your life
I walk along these hillsides In the summer ‘neath the sunshine | I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me
Change, change, change