Feathers fall like snow
Open up your eyes
Passing clouds of birds
Flying towards the sun
Can't you see my tree?
It's my own escape
Floating on a fantasy
Dance within my head
On my tree feathers fall
Delicately brush away the leaves
Dead from a breeze
Wind so cold
Outside looking in
Shiver with my tree
Floating on a fantasy
Dance within my head
On my tree feathers fall
Floating on a fantasy
Dance within my head
On my tree feathers fall
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