Lead & Feathers
Empty hands wont make a mark
Covered eyes still find a heart
I have climbed over these walls
Only to find you were never here at all
A little bullet got a hold of my heart
The shot runs wild
No man's land can be so loud
How did the end sneak by the crowd
A little bullet got a hold of my heart
The shot runs wild
I pull my dress over my head
Put it on the pyre with the rest
I stand in my skin beside it all
I light a match and watch it fall
I watch it fall
I feel so young, startled but old
You're not here, there's no where to go
Am I even standing anymore
A hollow gift, the lead i left
Beside the walls you built so tall
You'll find the pieces if ever you come back
Of that little bullet, deadened metal
Blackened heart, I shot that pistol
The flames climb higher
They crackle and scream
Your words burn away
With my lingering dreams
I step my body into the blaze
The heat of the burn, the fury of the flame
The fury of the flame
After I die, then I'll rise
I'll be clean of heart and clear of eyes
I'll spread my wings, I'll spread them wide
A little bullet got a hold of my heart
The shot runs wild
Covered eyes still find a heart
I have climbed over these walls
Only to find you were never here at all
A little bullet got a hold of my heart
The shot runs wild
No man's land can be so loud
How did the end sneak by the crowd
A little bullet got a hold of my heart
The shot runs wild
I pull my dress over my head
Put it on the pyre with the rest
I stand in my skin beside it all
I light a match and watch it fall
I watch it fall
I feel so young, startled but old
You're not here, there's no where to go
Am I even standing anymore
A hollow gift, the lead i left
Beside the walls you built so tall
You'll find the pieces if ever you come back
Of that little bullet, deadened metal
Blackened heart, I shot that pistol
The flames climb higher
They crackle and scream
Your words burn away
With my lingering dreams
I step my body into the blaze
The heat of the burn, the fury of the flame
The fury of the flame
After I die, then I'll rise
I'll be clean of heart and clear of eyes
I'll spread my wings, I'll spread them wide
A little bullet got a hold of my heart
The shot runs wild
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Writer(s): Mally Smith
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