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Crow Time (Moesgård Peace) [Verse 1] I go down to Moesgård, where the crows don’t care, No plans, no masks, no weight to bear. Just the wind, the waves, the black-winged air, My mind gets quiet — I find repair. But peace don’t last when fools appear, Dogs off the leash, the crows in fear. One time some kids tried running them down, Almost hit me too — I lost my ground. Chased their car through the forest line, Anger took the wheel — lost track of time. Forced them off the road, then stopped in shame, Thinking, “What the hell, this ain’t my game.” [Chorus / Hook] Crow time — they calm my soul, When I lose myself, they take control. Black wings whisper, “Let it go, man.” They pull me back where peace began. Crow time — when I start to burn, They circle close and help me learn. The world’s insane, but I’m not stoned — With my crows, I’m not alone. [Verse 2] Another night — same rage in my chest, They aimed for my birds, I did my best. Hit their window hard — they locked the doors, Drove off fast, my hand still sore. Once grabbed a dog that charged too near, Owner shoved me back, I held my fear. Didn’t swing, didn’t fall — but since that day, He’s sent his dog to chase my way. And yeah, sometimes I bite that bait, Then drown in guilt, regret, and hate. I’m not that man — not violent born, But since the crash, my calm is torn. As a kid I burned fast, but I grew restrained, Now injustice sparks that pain again. System lies, racists’ cries, Facebook fights and housing ties — It all ignites that storm inside, And I just want the noise to die. [Chorus / Hook] Crow time — they calm my soul, When I lose myself, they take control. Black wings whisper, “Let it go, man.” They pull me back where peace began. Crow time — when I start to burn, They circle close and help me learn. The world’s insane, but I’m not stoned — With my crows, I’m not alone. [Bridge – Soft Spoken] I don’t want war, I want peace again. But pain makes fire inside of men. So I walk the shore where they wait for me, My black-winged brothers by the sea. [Outro – Gentle Fade] Crow time heals, slow and true, The dark inside turns sky-blue. Every call, a calm tone: “You’re not lost — just flying home.”