Sang: Crows are in the air

(Verse 1) Crows are in the air, everywhere I see, Gliding through the sky, wild and flying free. Playing in the wind, dancing in the light, Calling to their kin as they take another flight. (Chorus) Oh-oh-oh, crows are in the air, Spinning, soaring, flying high without a care. They watch The Crowman standing there, With knowing eyes and feathered flair. (Verse 2) Silver wings in dusk, shadows on the land, Gathering in flocks, moving wing to hand. Through the city streets, over fields so wide, Echoing their laughter as they twist and glide. (Chorus) Oh-oh-oh, crows are in the air, Spinning, soaring, flying high without a care. They watch The Crowman standing there, With knowing eyes and feathered fare (Bridge) Through the seasons they remain, In the sunshine, in the rain. Calling stories through the breeze, Sharing secrets with the trees. (Verse 3) Morning calls awake, voices crisp and bright, Black against the dawn, fading with the night. Landing near his side, waiting for a treat, Knowing he’s the friend they’re always meant to meet. (Chorus – Repeat) Oh-oh-oh, crows are in the air, Spinning, soaring, flying high without a care. They watch The Crowman standing there, With knowing eyes and feathers flair. (Outro) Crows are in the air, they will always be, Whispering their tales, flying wild and free.