Steven Wagler - Feathers Lyrics

You tie your tie and you thumb the stain
Then out your window all the blackbirds sing it's a song you remember but they all sound the same
Still theres' a picture and the smell of the lake
And the feeling's a fracture in your fragile veneer, it's
Safe in your memory but it's can't be here
You can still kinda see her in the water by the bank but the
Scent of your coffee forces it all out of frame

The DJ's laughing through your morning commute, he's trying to be clever but it's not coming through
You scan the airwaves to keep out of your head but faint through the static you can hear it coming in
Now you're lying in a hallway and it's coming through the walls, she
Sleeps on her jacket, all your friends sing along
You can still taste the whiskey, you can feel the menthol
But the jump of the station spans hundreds and hundreds of

Days, like feathers ripped from your back, to fill her mattress
Lay as your embers fade red to black, in your bed of ashes
Wait, it's better than it sounds like that

You rub your eyes, look away from the screen, but out your window there ain't nothing to see
You trade your daylight for so many things it's hard to distinguish the wants from the needs
Now you're right where you should be, you're keeping the pace up
Some melancholy is expected with age
But the call of the blackbird still rings through your cage
And you'll never shake it so you chase it to the end of your

Days, like feathers ripped from your back, to fill her mattress
Lay as your embers fade red to black, in your bed of ashes
Wait, it's better than it sounds like that

Now you're as blue as the ribbon that hangs in your father's spare bedroom
He says, Sometimes there's more joy in the chase than whatever it wins you
The subtext upends you as the curtain fell too far down, and you need it now