First there were Crows
to mend my woes.
Then there were Doves,
sent from above to fill me with love.
Then the Hawk with whom my spirit did soar.
With tongue in Leo hear me roar.
Dreams so vivid hath spot an Owl.
to seek Truth my heart did avow.
First there were Crows
to mend my woes.
Then there were Doves,
sent from above to fill me with love.
Then the Hawk with whom my spirit did soar.
With tongue in Leo hear me roar.
Dreams so vivid hath spot an Owl.
to seek Truth my heart did avow.