I first saw your feathers in an old dressing room
My eyes were scratching at the pinks and the blues
Felt an old dream come knocking but I didn't let it in
Told the miner in my heart not to dig here again
Broken voices sigh in my head on this hard wooden floor
Only fools close their eyes when the light is knocking on the door
Blue feathers fade into the floor
Blue feathers fade into the floor
Heard a jackal sing a tune about roaming around
In a cold dank dark world underneath the ground
No feathers or pink lips or greedy old men
No light to miss if you never let it in
Broken voices sigh in my head on this hard wooden floor
Only fools close their eyes when the light is knocking on the door
Blue feathers fade into the floor
Blue feathers fade into the floor
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