Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
Blackbird Raum
When hung from this tree
'til the color left me
For the weight of the spear
And no water near
By a starry pool
Where I fare to try
Two ravens flew down
And I left with one eye