keep crowing, oh, I came back wrong

Saying "I just want to be one of you" to the crows deliberating. And the ravens always know so much more. I've never been fully in my mind but I'm used to curling up inside yours. Is the music the only damn thing that keeps you calm? I keep crowing, oh, I came back wrong. There's a death in every little road trip taken, I am Theseus' ship on public transportation. I could suspend us all in time, with the power of the words I can't find, baby bird still can't fly. Every moment like the one right before hitting pavement. Only feel alive when your lungs seize, death rattle of a rattlesnake exhaling, breathing out for the last time. Clawing at ribcages to get to beating hearts. Find another frame for my picture, I just wanna fill up the wall. Too big for my body, and my everything hits capacity. Trapped and wrapped in ribs too shown. Turn a trick just as a sleight of hand, so so insecure. We could make it, could try, not your body's chance in heaven. Crashing down and killing clouds. Your fall from grace won't look so pretty.