Bad Memories Of Crystal Rain

I heard the caw of the crow  
as she called to the black-winged gull  
your wings are dripping kerosene  
some fell from above  
 
the suckerpunch
was when you claimed  
you loved me,  
lock up in these chains  
 
in the crystal rain baby,  
the bird of paradise, she doesn't swim  
so now you left me with bad memories  
these unmerry melodies
 playing looney tunes in my brain
 
these words aren't etched in stone  
but they are locked inside my head  
want to be left alone  
but now I'm part of the walking dead