Journey of the Featherless (Live)
I got myself a mission: I'm going to find heaven
I made crepe paper wings, I think they'll carry me well
I left you a love poem, the best I have written
My favorite words were the ones I couldn't spell
They say that I'm a lunatic. They say that I am full of it
I say that's it's worth dreaming, just for the dream of it
It's all about passion. It's all about perception
Don't call me on my cell phone, cuz there aint no reception when I'm gone
I think I'm growing feathers, but I'm not quite sure of it
Cuz I started getting dizzy about a hundred feet up
I made friends with the clouds. I made friends with the birds
If you ask a goose a question, he never shuts up
And honestly I miss you, and I hope that you're missing me
Cuz I could use your lips on me and a little bit of Dramamine
For the moment, I can see way better than I've ever seen
Don't sell my stuff on ebay, cuz I might be back before I'm gone
I'm not the kind of man, who's into looking downward
I've drank my share of pity from the bartender's cup
There are so many people wondering, "What's the right direction?"
As far as I'm concerned, there's only one way up
Though my fingers are blisters and my eyes are bullet holes
My heart keeps beating
I guess I'm pretty lucky
I made crepe paper wings, I think they'll carry me well
I left you a love poem, the best I have written
My favorite words were the ones I couldn't spell
They say that I'm a lunatic. They say that I am full of it
I say that's it's worth dreaming, just for the dream of it
It's all about passion. It's all about perception
Don't call me on my cell phone, cuz there aint no reception when I'm gone
I think I'm growing feathers, but I'm not quite sure of it
Cuz I started getting dizzy about a hundred feet up
I made friends with the clouds. I made friends with the birds
If you ask a goose a question, he never shuts up
And honestly I miss you, and I hope that you're missing me
Cuz I could use your lips on me and a little bit of Dramamine
For the moment, I can see way better than I've ever seen
Don't sell my stuff on ebay, cuz I might be back before I'm gone
I'm not the kind of man, who's into looking downward
I've drank my share of pity from the bartender's cup
There are so many people wondering, "What's the right direction?"
As far as I'm concerned, there's only one way up
Though my fingers are blisters and my eyes are bullet holes
My heart keeps beating
I guess I'm pretty lucky
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Minowa
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