The Black Crow- by: Songs:Ohia

through sparrow black wind
a dead crow calls out to his wing
we were lightning across the whole world
we were lightning
and the guise to black cats we made a cross when our shadows met
and the guise to black cats we made a pact when our shadows passed
through sparrow black wind
a dead crow calls out to its wings
I'm getting weaker I'm getting thin
I hate how obvious I have been
I'm getting weaker
and I look down and see the whole world
and it's fading

Speechless- by: unknown forgotten

It was sometime after I met you
That I ran out of things to say
The silence sustained inevitably
And we just sat there motionless
It was always this way
I'm just guessing
But did you run out of things to say too?

Before I met you
I could talk endlessly for hours
Chitter chatter about nothing
But then I met you
And I had nothing to say
And I think that was when I went insane