Ravens - Patti Smith

Common fortune seeks us all

And slips our binding rings

We’ll turn our heads

And make us reel

We’ll bare our arms as wings

Before our feet a feather drifts

Beyond us it will fall

Cause time will bid and make us rise

Make ravens of us all

My loved he breathed the air of kings

Yet fell beneath his luck

And in his heart a yearning yet

Before his time time shook

And all the gifts that god had gave

And those by fate denied

Gone to where all treasures laid

And where the raven flies

Oh there are places I agree

Where I have yet to roam

The Egyptian field the arctic sea

Where shadows haunt and moan

But none but sky I have to go

Should I return to thee

Gone to where the feather flies

To eternity

But for a time I got more time

Till I a raven be

Cause time will bid

And make us rise

Make ravens of us all