A                    D       C                       A
In the middle of the winter,   in the middle of a wood
A                D            C               A
Standing in a clearing with a   tiny leather hood

       D            A        D             A
So you want to know   so you want to know
        G                     D
If you want to know what the future holds
    D     D    A
The Black Crow knows

A              D               C                 A
Telephones and viruses and the    passion of it all
A              D            C                  A
Ground up in a porridge and   written on the wall

       D            A        D             A
So you want to know   so you want to know
        G                     D
If you want to know what the future holds
    D     D    A
The Black Crow knows

[solo]

A            D              C                      A
Hovering above you like the   speck in someone's eye
A              D               C                A
Measuring the distance between now and when you die

A               D       C                         A
Everything that happens   makes sense to someone else
A            D        C                             A
So far away above you   you'll never know yourself

       D            A        D             A
So you want to know   so you want to know
        G                     D
If you want to know what the future holds
    D     D    A
The Black Crow knows