Feathers In The Air

i stepped into the lazy night
i thought the air could shed some light
then climbing up to higher ground
i almost nearly died
the book i read means nothing now
just foolish childhood clues
to think i thought i knew a way
that i could ever choose
after all you said
more than once i understood
and the rest i was to close to really see
do you know how time
ever changed its stubborn mind
and to everybody else it's clear to me
but what if we're just standing there
and what if we see feathers in the air?
i took the night, for what night's worth
and deep inside i felt rebirth
from far and wide the logic came
to catch me if it could
and all the while i copped a smile
and waited out through the storm
and as rain fell i understood why everything lost its form
all in all, i suppose
there's a feeling that now grows
from the shores of lakes
to mountains and to plains
"there go i", i cry, for at least i owe a try
to the many who have left their marks in stains
and suddenly i'm standing there
and suddenly there's feathers everywhere
i caught myself and all grew calm
the air was cold, there was a song
and dreamers cried and criers dreamed
of the light that broke through the sky
spinning sun burn bright
and philosophers agree
that the someone here had something to be said
after all we've said
after all the blood was shed
for forgiveness and the hope that all be fed
and maybe it's just circumstance
and maybe it's a second chance
and maybe it's the way you dance
and maybe it's not feathers in the air