Coloured feather in a bottle
Thought I'd pull it out
Asked you did you need for hand
To pull it through this bound
All has gone, I feel the change
Now nothing is the same,
The magical and fascination thing
Within my mind
Coloured glasse's light is shining
Makes it pretty slide
Under feather in the bottle
Mixes green and white
Placed it back where I have found it
Lying in the sand
The ocean waves will back by drifting sun
In changing land
Coloured feather in a bottle
I will set you free
Only if you ask me to
For I must be
Will I must be
But I must be
But I must be
But I must be

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