Crippled Crow - Nicholas Ridout 

Nicholas' wife Shannon (who also makes incredible music), a few people from reddit, and myself are all looking for a lost Nicholas Ridout album called "Gone and Lost My Heart". It may be a long shot, but if any of you folks happen to have this album or may know where we could find this album, it would be greatly appreciated! Leave a comment to get in touch with me. Also, in case anyone didnt read the description, go buy his other music here: nicholasridout.bandcamp.com thanks :)

Rest easy Nicholas

It's just beautiful. It hurts a little

Homie was a legend in his time

One of the most beautiful, heart wrenching and poignant songs I've ever heard

No song gets my eyes welling like this one, Nicholas was a genius, and god, do I miss him.

this breaks my heart but I love it so...

So awesome ❤️

Video was amazing kept my ruined attention span throughout and showed you're not all that but you are all that and I had to go listen to Ridout after this ofc

I wish I had his courage.

This reminds me of music I'd hear far away from any major cities on AM radio. This isn't fuzzy with static like those were, to the point I couldn't hardly tell what was being sang. But damn, that sound is eerily familiar.

Thank you

[Verse 1] Go on with that old cripple crow On that west wind, out past the shore Honey, make your pack light These old crippled wings, ain't working quite right [Verse 2] As much as I'm here, I'm just as much gone I'm just as much gone Stay and board your windows Just what's a coming, no one quite knows If you work in the fields don't be coming inside Just follow the gust, the cripple crow flies [Verse 3] As you now are here, we'll all soon be gone Oh we'll all soon be gone If you're dying Go and hide yourself No don't put your ashes, on my shelf No, my intentions won't make you well Best be thinking about where you're gonna dwell [Interlude] If I see you leave, I'm coming along I'll be coming along [Verse 4] Now Go on with that old cripple crow To wherever good intentions go Like the river, that meant to flow Stood still, or at most went slow [Interlude] As good as I'm here, I'll be better gone I better be gone [Verse 5] Well, bells I can't hear your ring You haunt my vision, with your swing I burnt every bridge that brought me this far And follow the future, laid by past fires [Interlude] As much I'm here, I'm just as much gone Oh I'm just as much gone [Outro] So Go on with that old crippled crow On that west wind, out past the shore

Really nice ❤

🙏❤️🙏

Pays and takes to be a dirty kid you... get a hundo lose a friend

Was he in government custody as a child? The pain sounds very familiar