Feather Songtext
von The Vanns

Wash away the blues
You′d look better smiling
Burnt out like a fuse
Each breath is exhausting
Still your flowers bloom
You can't help but flourish
I am here and I will tell you now
It′s all so temporary
Don't you know
Would you have slept better if I was always home
Just don't fear the crowd
Nor blame yourself being vacant, it′s just called spacing out
It′s harder to rearrange your brain than to let it go
But I cannot say for sure
The road, it is long
And I'm stuck in the middle of it
What′s the deal with the noise, the quitters 'round here?
Riding high and dry
Your hands are cold
Do you fear this life and the thought of getting old


But somehow we take it with another cigarette
Don′t you dare to change me
Yeah, it's all so temporary
Don′t you know
Would you have played better if I was at your show
Just don't fear the crowd
Nor blame yourself being vacant, it's just called spacing out
It′s harder to rearrange your brain than to let it go
But I cannot say for sure
The road, it is long
And I′m stuck in the middle of it
What's the deal with the noise, the quitters ′round here
Oh, no
Just don't fear, just don′t fear
Just don't fear the crowd
Nor blame yourself being vacant, it′s just called spacing out
It's harder to rearrange your brain than to let it go
But I cannot say for sure
The road, it is long
And I'm stuck in the middle of it
What′s the deal with the noise and the quitters now