The Owl's Escape - Mary Timony

What will get me through this night

Till the owl begins to sing again?

What will get me through this life

Till I begin to cling again?

And even though I was at home

When a black raven knocked at my door

I hid from him till he went away

I escaped that gore.

What will get me through this fright

Till the owl begins to sing again?

What will get me through this life

Till I start to cling again?

And even though I slept in a room

With madmen on the floor

And I didn’t sleep for days from the raven’s gaze

I escaped that whore.