Crow Country (Twilight’s Last remix)

In twilight’s last gleaming
The sky slides away
Over crow country
At the edge of the day

Clattering of Jackdaws
Three thousand or more
I’ve not seen so many

In twilight’s last gleaming
Against soft blue and gold
Endless black shadows
Whiffle and craw

A part of this scene
At twilight’s last gleaming
For years

In twilight’s last gleaming
At this time of year
Where do they come from?
How long have they been here?

Squadrons of rooks
Their calls fill the air
At twilight’s last gleaming –
They come


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