Crescent City - I’m With Her, Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz

You’re a strange bird

You black crow

And you’re darker than the darkest hour before the cock crows

You’re a strange bird

Wanna take a long fly

Over Highway 101 down to Crescent City tide

Where you’ll sit on the white beach

while the waves wash up your supper

Sit on the white beach wondering where are the others

The other road the

One less taken

You tried it out you stuck around just trying to fake it

There were good days, ‘til you broke them

There were right words but they always were the ones unspoken

So you sit beneath a tree and wait for manna from the sky

Sit beneath a tree humming «Am I born to die?»

Dirt under your fingernails

Wipe the mud from the windowsill

In this world of sweat and tears

Make a life worth living

It’s a free fall

It’s a high dive

No one really knows what the ocean hides

But you and I, bird

We’re gonna find out

And I’ll be next to you when the lights go out

And we might see some kind of beauty in the water

Flashes all around of a life that you forgot

Dirt under your fingernails

Wipe the mud from the windowsill

In this world of sweat and tears

Make a life worth living

Make a life worth living (life worth living, make a life worth living)

Make a life worth living

You’re a strange bird

You black crow