Four crows nailed to a wooden post nBleed upon a barren field nAn old way that I don't understand nIt kinda touched me for a daynnFour crows nailed to a wooden post nBleed upon a barren field nAn old way that I don't understand nYou know, it kinda touched me for a daynnThere are no bright skies nWhere the eagle flies nSuddenly, inside me, inside menI don't need nI am alivenI am alivenHey, heynnSo psychedelic, driving over the sun nPast the still sky trees and fields nTo the place the great relics have kissed you knownIt kinda touched me for a day nnThere are no bright skies nWhere the eagle fliesnSuddenly, inside me, inside menI don't neednI am alivenI am alivennHey, hey