Faith

Good morning little dove

Pass me a cup of tea

I had a vision yesterday of fancy pillows calling me.

I laid my head upon one

And a raven sat before me

He told me time was ticking by

And Hell was waiting for me.

If I prick my finger

And hold it to the sun

Will ravens flock and swoop upon my blue hollow blood?

Catch me if you can

Ten ravens follow like a cloud

And every moment that I waste

Timbers fall without a sound.


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