The Crow
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Poetry/Lyric/The Crow
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1558-566-29
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written, June 29, 2023
For the International Premiere Contest, Black Country Communion
sponsor, Robert James Liguori, Judged 07/23/2023
First Place
A little history- Black Country Communion is a super group,
formed by Glenn Hughes, Joe Bonamassa, and some other musicians;
it was a side project started in 2009 as they all have solo music careers,
imagine a rock and roll guy and a blues guy making music together.
Their music is classic 70's rock and Glenn Hughes has the perfect voice,
and Joe sings also but it is his guitar playing that is so soulful it haunts;
they have made four albums soon five together though it has been difficult,
with Joe's busy solo schedule making touring a problem- writing also !
And these are my lyrics, inspired, by their song, The Crow
Let's start ...
(guitar, drum, piano intro)
fly
the Crow is spiritual, oh Crow, Crow
you are not death ... gloom, doom or woe
a dream vision
you bring insight
to thoughts you listen
on wings we take flight
rise
over valleys lush green and deep
oh, above mountains snowy high and steep
Crow, with you I glide
you are my guide
courage you provide
oh, fear I will defy
oh
Crow takes me to Heaven ...
to Heaven's gate
whispering, a good life cultivate
for this is your fate
can you let go of hurt and hate ?
and a beautiful life create
The Crow once had rainbow feathers bright
and sang with a sweet voice to delight
a dream vision
you bring insight
to thoughts you listen
on wings we take flight
Crow takes me to Heaven ...
to Heaven's gate
whispering, a good life cultivate
for this is your fate
can you let go of hurt and hate ?
and a beautiful life create
oh
for the world into fire ... Crow soared
his sweet song he loudly poured
(guitar, drum, piano interlude)
Crow, with you I glide
you are my guide
courage you provide
oh, fear I will defy
fly
Crow takes me to Heaven ...
to Heaven's gate
whispering, a good life cultivate
for this is your fate
can you let go of hurt and hate ?
and a beautiful life create
rise
for the world into fire Crow soared
his sweet song loudly he poured
the fire turned crow's feathers black
he tried but his song never came back
a harsh caw ... that sounds like an attack
though, for his sacrifice was given insight
intelligence and wisdom finite
fly
Crow takes me to Heaven ...
to Heaven's gate
whispering, a good life cultivate
for this is your fate
can you let go of hurt and hate ?
and a beautiful life create ......
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2023
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