A hundred days couldn't wash away the haze
that stood between him and Sue
Another night didn't seem all that right
but what was he supposed to do.
He came inside to those same killer's eyes
that hurt him a hundred times before
It was half the night before he realized his plight
and he never made it out the door.
And he felt like he never left her sight
And this probably won't be the last night
But maybe that's just how it goes
When the night goes down like a murder of crows.
He'd hung around that same small town
for more years than he cares to say
And though they broke what they once called their hope,
he still couldn't seem to get away
The nights alone, they wore upon his bones
the sunset seemed a nightmare.
So now and then when she says she needed a friend
I knew I could always find him there.
And he didn't even put up a fight
'Cause she helped him make it through the night alright
When good intentions turn to foes
The night goes down like a murder of crows.