Feathers

She feels like, A stranger has come in the night, And stolen her life, And left her with this. And boughs break on ebony toothaches; She's just a flask trapped inside a fall. I know you need to find what you thought you left behind in a past life; I won't question why the only light that you have you give away. I know you need to find what you thought you left behind in a past life; I won't question why the only light that you have you give away. She feels like, A stranger has come in the night, And stolen her life, And left her with this.