Wolfin Down Your Heart

You're wolfing down your heart

You've hollowed out your soul

Your empty hands are enough to starve from

But still full enough to choke

Black crows, they're waiting for you

They know your ego's an empty bowl

You're searching to hold on to

Just something you can use

The crumbs you dropped, the threads from your buttons

The laces off of your own shoes

Black crows, they're waiting for you

They know your ego's an empty bowl

Climb to the top of your world

To find that there's nobody there

One set of boots at a time on the summit

It's lonely when there's no room to share

Black crows, they're circling you

They know your ego's an empty bowl

The heart's to be given away

Just as it was made

The soul's a much more ephemeral engine

Not tethered to earth-bound ways

So, say hello and settle in

Or hop upon the slightest breeze

If it doesn't take you where you hoped it would go

May it land you square on your knees

Black crows, they're waiting for you

They know your ego, your ego

Black crows on the telephone poles

You know your ego, you ego

Black crows on the side of the road

They know your ego's an empty bowl

You're wolfing down your heart