Tono: D
A
D
C
A
In the middle of the winter, in the middle of a wood
A
D
C
A
Standing in a clearing with a tiny leather hood
D
A
D
A
So you want to know so you want to know
G
D
If you want to know what the future holds
D
A
The Black Crow knows
A
D
C
A
Telephones and viruses and the passion of it all
A
D
C
A
Ground up in a porridge and written on the wall
D
A
D
A
So you want to know so you want to know
G
D
If you want to know what the future holds
D
A
The Black Crow knows
solo
A
D
C
A
Hovering above you like the speck in someone's eye
A
D
C
A
Measuring the distance between now and when you die
A
D
C
A
Everything that happens makes sense to someone else
A
D
C
A
So far away above you you'll never know yourself
D
A
D
A
So you want to know so you want to know
G
D
If you want to know what the future holds
D
A
The Black Crow knows