The first time I saw a crow was down an empty dirt road
The sky hung far too low
The sun tore into the car
Above power lines
Seven shadows
the colour of midnight skies
Bold ink on blue
They were oddly friendly too
They asked me to tell you
The first time I saw a girl was under a powerline
The weather warm and fine
She stared at me
Perhaps I were to her what she was to me
Something out of the ordinary
