There’s no wind today
Yet our friends are dropping like flies
From the weight of these grey skies
So tell me, tell me
Is there a way to make crooked things straight
Or to replace all the joy to your eyes.

You never really know
What kind of things will show
Up in your way.
You never really can tell
The ringing of those bells
In your ears.
Or what kind of black cloud’s
Gonna start raining down on your parade.

Don’t let it get to you
No, no, no
Don’t let it get to you
It’s the best you can do.

Lyrics submitted by skwiddles

Crooked Things Straight song meanings
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