Last night
We were chasing wild horses again
The wind pick up
So we were flying
Alongside of them
You were holding on to my hand
You were squeezing it so tight
All that longing that I'd done for you
And you were right beside me
That dream is buried deep inside of me
Like a cancer cell
Something so dangerous
But knows to grow so well
Now is not the time to hide
Is it
So stop plucking out your plumage
And all the beauty that goes with it
And I broke my heart wide open
On a budding hillside
It was like the sea lion
Who pounds the shell
And shucks the meat inside
But now is not the time to hide
Is it
So stop plucking out your plumage
And all the beauty that comes with it
Be my pretty peacock
With salty goat's milk caramel eyes
I'll be your sage-poet
In a dirty sea water disguise
And I'll come running up to you
In the summertime
Don't be afraid the hunters, dear
Its your chance to shine
Brightly
Now is not the time to hide
Is it
So stop plucking out your plumage
And all the beauty that goes with it