Sang : Crows call me their friend and kin

A video and song about me befriending a murder of crows, at the local beach in Aarhus called Moesgård Strand. Lyrics: It started with Blackie she was eyeing my bread Broke my sandwich in half said here be fed Next day she brought friends in a shiny black coat I knew then we sailed in the same little boat Crows they call me their friend and kin With each caw each flap we begin In their flock I’m one like the rest Among dark and grey feathers I feel blessed Three crows turned to seven then fifty and more They danced in the sky my heart they adore They play tricks for snacks we laugh and we cheer In my kind ness they trust there’s nothing to fear Crows they call me their friend and kin With each caw each flap we begin In their flock I’m one like the rest Among dark and grey feathers I feel blessed Walks under the twilight with Blackie and crew In moonlight and dusk we laugh as they flew Snacks in my pocket joy in my heart Together we’ve conquered no longer apart By dawn’s early light or night’s darkest hue Seventy-five friends and a bond that’s true Wild and free yet close in our own way In crow’s love and trust I found my stay