As The Crow Flys

Mother crow feels no pain, speaks no word
Speckled egg, hatching slow
Bible-black baby bird
One day, fly over me
Placed you in a flannel coat, months fly by
Grow your bones, feathers, skin
Bible-black, by and by
You will spread your wings
One day, fly over me
Fly over, fly over me, over me
Fly over, fly over me