The Mistress of the Crow

When I was walking in my town I‘ve been walking very fast The clock was striking the hour Like a raven from the past And all I tried was to find was love But all I found was charmless lust When we were dining in that hall The girls danced shadows on the wall The bread was red and the wine spilled The dogs were out, the rabbit killed You are the Teacher of the Crown You are the Mistress of the Crow You are a hundred years old You lived in war-time and in peace You rose up children In the morning they wake up You were relieved You are the Teacher of the Crown You are the Mistress of the Crow She shouted to relax my mind The dreams were talking in the night Where is the face that hides a frown She said, erm, to relax that shore To understand the show You are the Teacher of the Crown You are the Mistress of the Crow To scream in a dream is a good sign I never grow up Never grow up