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Her Crime (Live)
04:40
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It's such a heart breaking scene
Looking at her face
Tear stained and no hope with human race
Looking like she's hurting
With no comfort around
But this is just her fine
For committing such a crime
He looks at her and smiles
You're sweet you know you are
But this is just one step you've taken too far
I don't mean to hurt you
It simply happens this way
But this is just her fine
For committing such a crime
She turns away
Nothing left to say, nothing left to prove
Confessing her crime
What a stupid thing to do, admitting that I love you
Now she's all alone and feels
Emptiness in her heart
Life isn't worth living
Her dreams have fallen apart
She wonders what made her love him
And why she's suffering now
But this is just her fine
For committing such a crime
She turns away
Nothing left to say, nothing left to prove
Confessing her crime
What a stupid thing to do, admitting that I love you
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2. |
To Come Around (Live)
04:55
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When I sleep at night I dream of what could have been
And how everything we know is upside down
And you and I and others are stuck in between
Of a life of what we knew was to come around
There's a storm raging outside and it worries me
But the falling rain brings comfort I have found
But I'm safe and warm somewhere no-one can find me
And I'll count the hours and days that come around
The world is falling
It’s looking like it's never gonna stop
The world is calling
And crying out for help before we drop
Every day brings a new warning
Spreading desperation fire and fear
And with every single mourning
I ask myself where will we go from here?
Well they told us that one day we all would be free
And the promises they made have been unfound
But there doesn't seem to be a way for you and me
And I'm waiting from that day to come around
When I sleep at night I dream of what could have been
And how everything we've known is upside down
And you and I and others are stuck in between
Of a life of what we knew was to come around
The world is falling
It’s looking like it's never gonna stop
The world is calling
And crying out for help before we drop
Every day brings a new warning
Spreading desperation fire and fear
And with every single mourning
I ask myself where will we go from here?
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3. |
Upon Us (Live)
04:44
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The night is upon us
It shadows no dark
Tonight I ride out
To the enemy's park
The time is upon us
No minutes to gain
We're fighting for freedom
Regardless of pain
With a sword in my hand
And a shield upon my back
Not knowing if
We'll ever come back
Lost in a strange land
With my honour at stake
My companions all around
All heroes to make
The fight is upon us
The test of our skill
Charging the warriors
To make the first kill
The gathering is upon us
A victory with a cost
Silently remembering
The heroes we lost
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4. |
Bumbling Man (Live)
02:24
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So he's lying here under clear blue skies
Not a single care, not a single why
Just the sun on his face, and he lets out a sigh
And he thinks
Why don't we get more moments like this?
Why don't we get more moments of bliss?
Why do we have so much life to miss?
And he thinks
Are these the throw-away thoughts of the bumbling man
Doesn't really make a point, doesn't really think he can
Just the throw-away thoughts of the bumbling man
As he goes about his day
So he sits by a river and he listens to the sound
Of the water flowing downstream and the world spinning around
Just a man on his own in the peace that he's found
And he thinks
Why do we obsess over differences in
Religion, orientation, and the colour of your skin
There's got to be more to life like, well hmm, everything
And he thinks
Are these the throw-away thoughts of the bumbling man
Doesn't really make a point, doesn't really think he can
Just the throw-away thoughts of the bumbling man
As he goes about his day
Rambling (rambling)
As much with his feet as he does with his speech
(Oooohhh) Trains of thought carry at speed through his mind
(Oooohhh) Trying to reach an end he's trying to find
Searching (searching)
As much for a truth as he does with his eyes
(Oooohhh) Trying to get to his truth behind the lies
So he drives back home to the city that he lives
And to a packed daily commute that don't mean a thing to him
To some broken bits of news from a dozen different views
He doesn't think
Just the same old thing from the same familiar faces
He forgets to smell the trees and those lovely carefree places
Unconcerned with being at peace, just the rat-race that he chases
He doesn't think
These are the throw-away thoughts of the bumbling man
Doesn't really make a point, doesn't really think he can
Just the throw-away thoughts of the bumbling man
As he goes about his day
And that's how it's gonna stay (Yay...) (Yay...)
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Drifting Away (Live)
04:34
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Are you listening?
I've looked everywhere for you
I've been going out of my mind
Looking for signs of you
Can you hear me?
It's been such a long long time
I'm holding it all together
But I'm straying off the line
Are you watching
Do you see what this has done
I'm tormented by the silence
There's nowhere left to run
Can you see me?
I look back at what I'm missing
Your words of wise, no fake disguise
Your understanding and your giving
And in the whispers of the breeze the past calls me
And the memories in my mind carry me away
Like the leaves on the trees, I'm falling
And riding on the breeze I'm drifting away
It's been years
Are you proud of what I've become
Put the values that you taught me
Into everything I've done
I know you love me
And to my children I will send
But as I carry on without you
Will this feeling ever end
And in the whispers of the breeze the past calls me
And the memories in my mind carry me away
Like the leaves on the trees, I'm falling
And riding on the breeze I'm drifting away
And in the whispers of the breeze the past calls me
And the memories in my mind carry me away
Like the leaves on the trees, I'm falling
And riding on the breeze I'm drifting away
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Storm of Crows Sheffield, UK
Storm of Crows is a rock band based in Sheffield and Stockport, in the UK. Originally in various bands at the end of the 1990s, we reformed during Covid lockdown in 2020 to record some of our old songs, and write a few new ones as well. We're not the best band in the world, but we're having a blast doing what what we're doing, and we think that comes across in our music. We hope you like it too. ... more
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