Crows remind me of 5AM When the sky's dull blue And the birds cry red I don't know if I want this to end... Crows remind me of 5AM When your dull blue hue Stains my world again I don't want the morning to move again Again When the morning came I looked away Too scared to face what you'd become But in a way you never changed And all my worrying meant none And so today I'll walk away And hide from the sun in my bed And hope or pray that come one day I'll find my 5AM Crows remind me of 5AM When the world's subdued And the heartless dead I don't think that you really understand... When tomorrow came, I couldn't stay Or hide from your words in my bed I choose to lay in nests of gray Hidden ten feet above your head And so today, those clouds of gray Have stolen every trace of dawn But that's okay, 'cause there's remains Of my own 5AM You remind me of 5AM With your hollow eyes And your claws stained red I don't know if I want to see you... You remind me of 5AM With your countless lies And your bleached-white skin I don't know if you were ever here...