blue feather
circling the fire
drop of water on a vacant street
i'll find you in my dreams
when the waking world has passed away
i was trying to save a dying day
only to find out it was in vane
we're all cruisin' round like skippin' stones
searching endlessly for words to say
blue feather
quiet on the set
all i need is just a few moments
to feel the soothing breeze
as it races across my forehead
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