Father Crow
(More about the song coming soon.)
I ask: "What if I fail?"
Father says —
“Then we eat the failure. It becomes meal.”
[INTRO]
Father Crow —
He sees the ember, knows the smoke.
He folded himself into a point of view
so you would have a place to go,
somewhere to return to
when the dark comes for you.
His gift is his steadiness.
His presence is the spark that cuts the dark.
O Child of the stars,
the sky has a center.
It's you.
[VERSE 1]
The little one inside braces.
I tell her: "That was then."
She doesn't believe me.
She learned to dim her own flame
before anyone else could blow it out.
I only learned to shield her from the spark.
I kept her safe, but missed the mark.
So I call the one who knows fire.
I close my eyes and build him from the ache.
I imagine a father who holds my burn —
and doesn't break.
Father Crow answers —
“Your heat belongs here.
You can't scare me.
I'm not going anywhere.
Your intensity is passion.
You have my attention.
If you fail, I'll spot you.
That's what fathers are for.”
[PRE-CHORUS]
Father Crow reminds me —
You can stop over‑giving. Start living.
You're a star — not a moon.
Shine through. Don't reflect the room.
(You are a star.)
Now radiate. Claim your space.
(You are a star.)
[CHORUS]
Father Crow stays while I find my footing.
(He stays.)
He is the wall that doesn't push me.
(Father Crow)
He sees me shake. He sees me fall.
He is the voice that counts the fall as a step.
He is the voice that says ‘now begin again’.
(Begin again)
Father Crow.
(Father Crow)
[VERSE 2]
I ask: "What if I fail?"
Father says —
“Then we eat the failure. It becomes meal.”
He is the compass I learn to see.
He is the perspective I learn to believe.
When I brace — the old voice says "not enough."
Father asks: "Enough for who?"
That knot in your back —
is a fist that forgot it could open.
When it releases —
you'll know what your heart has been holding.
You don't need to know the way.
Just start moving.
Tell me what you want.
I'm here to stay.
I won't drop it.
[BRIDGE]
I don't need him to save me.
Just witness while I leap.
I wonder, "What if I pick the wrong direction?"
Father Crow points —
“Then you turn.
Show me your broken things.
We'll build new wings.”
[OUTRO]
Father Crow nudges me:
"Every star burns for itself.
Shine where you shine.
Take your time.
Father will wait."
