Wolfin Down Your Heart

You're wolfing down your heart
 You've hollowed out your soul
 Your empty hands are enough to starve from
 But still full enough to choke
 Black crows, they're waiting for you
 They know your ego's an empty bowl
 You're searching to hold on to
 Just something you can use
 The crumbs you dropped, the threads from your buttons
 The laces off of your own shoes
 Black crows, they're waiting for you
 They know your ego's an empty bowl
 Climb to the top of your world
 To find that there's nobody there
 One set of boots at a time on the summit
 It's lonely when there's no room to share
 Black crows, they're circling you
 They know your ego's an empty bowl
 The heart's to be given away
 Just as it was made
 The soul's a much more ephemeral engine
 Not tethered to earth-bound ways
 So, say hello and settle in
 Or hop upon the slightest breeze
 If it doesn't take you where you hoped it would go
 May it land you square on your knees
 Black crows, they're waiting for you
 They know your ego, your ego
 Black crows on the telephone poles
 You know your ego, you ego
 Black crows on the side of the road
 They know your ego's an empty bowl
 Whoa
 You're wolfing down your heart