The Parlor Mob - Carnival of Crows

Come on, people get together
Cause you know the time is coming
The wolves beneath you on the prowl
Are crowded 'round you shouting something
And it ain't easy to find a friend inside another fascination
But it's much harder to find a lover in another observation

Oh, I've got that feeling once again
That everything around is gonna end.

So who was watching when their soured
souls came marching right down through here
And may believe they were a carnival of crows
Without any fear.
Threw the glasses to the floor
Free of consequence for cowards
And kicked up their final daisy
Far before their final hour.

And oh, I've got that feeling once again
That everything around is gonna end.

Now everybody gather 'round me
For another story to tell.
The angry clouds on the horizon,
Seas around you starting to swell.
Thunder's gonna have to crash
And the rain is gonna fall
And the first will be the last
Can you hear the children call, I know you can.