Crows (The Gothic Archies)

It gets dark around here early Because of all the crows What they want and where they came from No one really knows Crows are sour and surly With reason, I suppose There are crows, crows, crows in the trees Saying crows things, doing as they please There are crows, crows, crows everywhere But when I think of you, dear, I don't care There are crows, crows, crows in the trees Saying crows things, doing as they please There are crows, crows, crows everywhere But when I think of you, dear, I don't care It gets light around slowly Because of how it goes Every day we hear the same dumb list of those crows' woes Thinking they're so holy while leaving mementos There are crows, crows, crows in the trees Saying crow things, doing as they please There are crows, crows, crows everywhere But when I think of you, dear, I don't care I don't care because I know you love me Unlike all crows lurking above me... There are crows, crows, crows in the trees Saying crow things, doing as they please There are crows, crows, crows everywhere But when I think of you, dear, I don't care