Three Crows

Walking on a winters da 
I was followed by three crows
Circling overhead 
Like vultures on the road
I heard their callsoud 
Loud and strangely haunting
Echoing down the halls of time
To a land I don't remember
Yet this day I see a face 
A vision in the most
Of the one I left so long  ago
Of the days when sun was shining
OH my fair luve my all
I recall how the last we mer
Three crows sat on the tree
Perhaps they had a message
We didnt stop to read
Now you wretched bird
Here you are again
So now what thing I love
Are you here to steal from me,?