Oh, don't you see the black bird

He's high up in the trees

He's clinging on the branches and he's calling out to me

And can't you hear him calling to the others circling 'round

They're cutting through the steady

Wind and landing on the ground

Raven shadow, hopeless sorrow

I wish it was a songbird with a voice so pure and bright

Dressed in a cone of gold and with fires in his eyes

And a light would shine around him, he'd stay up

There all night, his song would fill the air

You breathe in the morning when he'd fly

No more shadow, no more sorrow

What does it take for changing, there's nothing I won't try

I'll call a thousand blackbirds to come raining from the sky

Three hundred for your troubles, three hundred one for mine

And for the pain that I caused you, three hundred ninety-nine

No more shadow, no more sorrow

No more shadow, no more sorrow