Coyote (Part 1)

Written By Loui Crow
Coyote (Part 1)
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[INTRO]

I gather the prayers of the shadow.
I collect the unspoken cries.
Howl them through the night.

I am Coyote.

I prowl when the world is sleeping.
I track the scent of change.
I learn the way by going the wrong way first.
The best path is the one you make yourself.

[VERSE 1]

Coyote looks with one eye, then the other.
Little one, are you listening?

The same moon that lights the path also casts the shadow.
I looked at the ones who hurt me and saw the hurt they were carrying.
I looked at the ones who took from me and saw the empty they were filling.
I looked at the ones who lied to me and saw the fear they were hiding.

I have hurt people, too.
I have taken.
I have lied.

I love like I am starving for the hunt.
I am selfish. I am selfless.
I was trusted and fooled.

Betrayal was the wake-up call.
The lie was the light switch.
The taking was the teaching.

[PRE-CHORUS]

You cannot be awakened without being shaken.
And in the being, I learn.
I love with all my anger.
I love with all my tenderness.

[CHORUS]

I have been hunter and hunted.
I have been left for dead.
I got up anyway.
That is the Coyote way.
The breaking is the making.
The falling is the finding.
I got up anyway.
That is the Coyote way.

[VERSE 2]

Little one inside says:
"What if someone is hunting me?"

Coyote tilts his head:
Let them talk.
Let them lie.
Let them try.

I circle the carcass.
I warn the den.
I sound the alarm.
No one listens.
I keep howling.

[CHORUS]

I have been hunter and hunted.
I have been left for dead.
I got up anyway.
That is the Coyote way.
The breaking is the making.
The falling is the finding.
I got up anyway.
That is the Coyote way.

[BRIDGE]

Little one, the ground you stood on was never solid.
It was made of their opinions, their approval, their agenda.

But you will find your own ground.
And the hunger is yours.
Chase what feeds you.
Leave what drains you.
Howl from your own hill.

[CHORUS]

I have been hunter and hunted.
I have been left for dead.
I got up anyway.
That is the Coyote way.

[OUTRO]

The ground will rise to meet you when you are ready.
The moon will light the way.
That is the Coyote way.

I have been left for dead before.

Loui Crow

I make music, practice mirror work, sometimes I do somatic rage fits, and small forms of magick that help me stay present and kind while things change.

I write songs for myself, my inner child, and for the woman I am becoming.
I work through old patterns, grief, and survival habits as I notice them loosening.

Sometimes I write as the Crow — that's my ideal self. Direct, unattached, protective, grounded in something older than my fear. Other voices come through too. The snake. The spider. The fly. The ghosts are the false selves I created to survive. I write as all of them, for my own self-hypnosis — unpacking who I've been so that my son can fill his days with joy and I can stop being such a reactive parent. I'm in the middle of it all. I just keep showing up.

I use Suno for vocals and instrumentals — the vocals are seeded from my own voice. I'm a disabled veteran and a stay-at-home mom.

Over the last year, I climbed an emotional ladder I didn't know I was on. Many of my earlier releases were the scream — my depression, anger, insecurity.

The last album that came out of that climb is called "Mirror, Mirror off the Wall." It starts with depression and ends with gratitude.

Much of what lives here carries the influence of Louise Hay and Abraham Hicks, especially the idea that my body listens to my thoughts — and that where I place my attention, my life follows.

I leave breadcrumbs in case anyone resonates.

Take what feeds you.
Leave the rest for the birds.

I am molting.
You are welcome here.

https://louicrow.com
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