William Wild - Feather

^GIve been travelin, flyin on so^F#muth again ^{Bm G}how, how^C could it be? ^G it seem^Ds as though a m^Coment ago ^G I as re^Daping the seeds that I stole^G the morning blows quickly through ^F#mafternoon follows through ^C how am I to get these ^Gthings done

^Bmtime stays, a^Cnd counted by the days ^G illumi^Dng in ominous shade^{G Em}worries been breakin^Dg and bringing me d^Cown ^G countin all ^Dthe the times tha^Gt I fall

^Emwhen my tim^De comes ^CI wont be ^Gcountin ^Dat all ^{G Dm}I feel all my fil^Amth when I look in your e^Gyes but it f^Dmalls light as a feat^Amher on my back in the nigh^Gt then you said meet me there ^Bmhow do I get from here ^DDo where, where I belo^Gng aint suc^Bmh like findin ^Cthe sign to get h^Gome its buildin yo^Dur house on the^G stone

^Emworries been brea^Dking and bringing m^Ce down ^G countin ^Dall the the times^G that I fall ^Emwhen my tim^De comes ^CI wont b^Ge counti^Dn at all ^G

^DmI feel all my filt^Amh when I look in^G your eyes ^Dmbut it falls lig^Amht as a feather on my back^G in the night your hous^Dme it will cover you but the ra^Amin still falls outsid^Ge your ligh^Dmt it dont shine cause its hidd^Amen under a bed ^{G Dm}why do you hide, u^Amnder a bed ^G