You wanna fall?
Take flight.
Don't wanna steal,
But I might.
You see,
In my veins
You left a feather
And in my shame
It's even redder now
And I will sit here
Till it stands
These broken feet
All full of sand
And when you lay
Your head to rust
You'll look up and see
The good that could be us
So I sit here
Open chested
Empty handed
With just a cigarette tip,
A torch I can't carry
And all the feather's I can't get
Asking you to trust me
With wings I don't have yet
I wasn't made to
Take feather's from you
Dream your dreams for you
A feather could float
A feather could roam
I wasn't made to
Take feather's from you
Dream your dreams for you
A feather could float
A feather could carry stone.

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