Oh, don't you see the blackbird He's high up in the trees He's clinging on the branches and he's calling out to me And can't you hear him calling to the others circling ‘round They're cutting through the steady wind and landing on the ground Raven shadow, hopeless sorrow I wish it was a songbird with a voice so pure and bright Dressed in a cone of gold and with fires in his eyes And a light would shine around him, he'd stay up there all night, his song would fill the air you breathe in the morning when he'd fly No more shadow, no more sorrow What does it take for changing, there's nothing I won't try I'll call a thousand blackbirds to come raining from the sky Three hundred for your troubles, three hundred one for mine And for the pain that I caused you, three hundred ninety-nine No more shadow, no more sorrow No more shadow, no more sorrow