Common fortune seeks us all. and slips our binding rings. we'll turn our heads. and make us reel. we'll bare our arms as wings. before our feet a feather drifts. beyond us it will fall. cause time will bid and make us rise. make ravens of us all. My love he breathed the air of kings. yet fell beneath his luck. and in his heart a yearning yet. before his time time shook. all the gifts that God had gave. and those by fate denied. gone to where all treasures laid. and where the raven flies. oh there are places I agree. where I have yet to roam. the Egyptian field. the arctic sea where shadows. haunt and moan. but none but sky. I have to go. should I return to thee. gone to where the feather flies. to all eternity. but for a time I got more time. till I a raven be. cause time will bid and make us rise. make ravens of us all. and time will bid and make us fly. make ravens of us all. and time will bid and make us fly. make ravens of us all.