There's a feather falling from the
farthest wing
That never stops this bird
It does not feel a thing
It takes more than a single dropped
To keep this bird from flight
It will take more than 10,000 days
To recall one space of night
And as I dive for you I feel the air
That fills my lungs and tells me you are there
Guitar solo
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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