I love the idea of kind of returning to
Earth, a new life beginning
and this song is called, uh,
When we go, let's say goodbye
An d when black horses come for me
In feather -bloomish finery
So brittle are the lives we lead
like blossom on the cherry tree
We're the soft breeze in the night
Then we'll know our time was gone
An d all the things that us define
The future lets us fall behind
But our time is not in vain
And with the kiss of spring's first rain
We will live our time again
For righteous things we learn
So brittle are the lives we lead
Like a blossom on the cherry tree
Where our mom was pretty, shiny bright
Then we know our time is gone
When we go, let's say goodbye
In the roots we will entwine
Return to earth for eternity and time
An d in the silence comes the rain
And then the crow will fly again
The black crow and I will fly
From underneath the cherry tree
The black crow and I will fly
So brittle are the lives we lead
Like blossom on the cherry tree
We're the soft breeze in the night
Then we'll know our time is gone
Black crow fly, black crow fly
from underneath the cherry tree
Black crow fly, black crow fly,
from underneath the cherry tree.
