White Feathers, Strange Sights

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White Feathers, Strange Sights

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[Verse 1] A feather fell on the ground in front of me The evening sun, it crept on in Blue turned to black and the stars shone endlessly All of love isn't free [Verse 2] Holding my hand like a script in a picture And holding my wrist like you're choking death The look in your eye speaks like ages of life All of love isn't free [Verse 3] I couldn't see why you ran from me I keep running it back, I keep playing it back In a moment I see how it came to be [Verse 4] There are stranger ways to fall from grace And harder ways to see your face If I will not be what fear makes me Love will set me free (A white feather fell)

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