[Verse] Black feathers gather on the weathered wood, Silent watchers where the daylight stood, Empty barns beneath a waking sky, Shadows fade as the dawn draws nigh. [Pre-Chorus] Every crack and every crease, Holds a story, holds a peace. [Chorus] Crows on the fence, they wait and they know, Morning breaks slow, the world starts to glow, In the hush of the fields, where the cold winds bend, Crows on the fence, my quiet friends. [Verse] Whispers carried by the softest breeze, Rustling leaves in the arms of trees, Time stands still where the daylight bends, Watching life in the quiet extend. [Pre-Chorus] Every sound and every sigh, Paints the canvas of the sky. [Chorus] Crows on the fence, they wait and they know, Morning breaks slow, the world starts to glow, In the hush of the fields, where the cold winds bend, Crows on the fence, my quiet friends. [Bridge] In their eyes, the stories lie, Of nights gone by and dawns gone high, Hold your breath, hear the soft refrain, Life is waiting in their refrain. [Chorus] Crows on the fence, they wait and they know, Morning breaks slow, the world starts to glow, In the hush of the fields, where the cold winds bend, Crows on the fence, my quiet friends. [Outro] Crows on the fence, my quiet friends, Till the daylight sings and the darklight ends.