Feathers

She feels like,

A stranger has come in the night,

And stolen her life,

And left her with this.

And boughs break on ebony toothaches;

She's just a flask trapped inside a fall.

I know you need to find what you thought you left behind in a past life;

I won't question why the only light that you have you give away.

I know you need to find what you thought you left behind in a past life;

I won't question why the only light that you have you give away.

She feels like,

A stranger has come in the night,

And stolen her life,

And left her with this.