Song Description
Birds become the metaphor for dealing with loss.
| Song Length |
4:07 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Serene, Poignant |
Subject |
Birds, Spirituality |
| Similar Artists |
Sarah McLachlan, Brandi Carlile |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
How do they know
When the time is right to leave the trees
And slip into the sky?
The west wind blows
Just like it's whispering a secret or a sign
Soaring close to heaven, free from gravity
You can listen to them sing a wordless melody
CHORUS:
Oh I watch them go
A flock of crows
Flying towards the light
A hundred pairs of wings
The swallows and the starlings
Bringing on the night
When I'm all alone
I can almost hear your voice again
Telling me to fly
Into the great unknown
And you'll meet me in the sweetest bye and bye
Soaring close to heaven, free from gravity
I know love will always be a wordless mystery
Oh I watch them go
A flock of crows
Flying towards the light
A hundred pairs of wings
The swallows and the starlings
Bringing on the night
BRIDGE:
Just let go
There's nothing left to hold
That's all you need to know...
Oh I watch them go
A flock of crows
Flying towards the light
A hundred pairs of wings
The swallows and the starlings
Bringing on the night
A hundred pairs of wings
The swallows and the starlings
Bringing on the night