You wanna fall? Take flight. Don't wanna steal, But I might. You see, In my veins You left a feather And in my shame It's even redder now And I will sit here Till it stands These broken feet All full of sand And when you lay Your head to rust You'll look up and see The good that could be us So I sit here Open chested Empty handed With just a cigarette tip, A torch I can't carry And all the feather's I can't get Asking you to trust me With wings I don't have yet I wasn't made to Take feather's from you Dream your dreams for you A feather could float A feather could roam I wasn't made to Take feather's from you Dream your dreams for you A feather could float A feather could carry stone.