[Verse 1]
Saltwater in my blood
I'm cold like the ocean
Found poetry in the water
I'm wishing and hoping
We spoke each 9th of February
And some days in between
I sat by and watched the phone
The day I turned 19
I took it second handed
And understood why
Was there much more to say
Than happy birthday and goodbye
[Verse 2]
Two days later I'm flying east
I bought my first bottle of wine
I walked the icy streets
Tears frozen on my cheeks
A caw from up above
I looked up to the sky
I watched as the crows flew
All the way to Goodyear avenue
[Verse 3]
I spoke at the funeral
I read an ancient poem
Of fisherman and birds and bread
Life out on the ocean
I wish you could see me now
The garden I have learned to sow
And I think of you every time I see
Crows flying over me