Four Days

Counting Crows

All I want is something good

It gets harder every time

She is leaving here tonight

Take a breath

Take your time

Spread your wings and rise

Make a mark upon the wall

Paint your face and pass the time

Close your eyes and she ascends

Hold your breath and ease your mind

Forty Thousand times

Time fades into the night

They descend and then they climb

Feathers falling through the night

Have you seen Ohio rise?

It has been four days and nights

All I want is something fine

It gets harder every time

She is sleeping far away

Take a breath

Take your time

Spread your wings and rise

Rise into the black Ohio skies