William Wild - Feather

^GI've been traveling ^BmFlying on south again ^CHow, how could it b^Ge ^GIt seems as t^Dhough a^C moment ag^Go I was reaping the ^Dseeds that I'd sew^Gn

^GNow morning blows quickly through ^DAfternoon follows suit ^CHow am I to get these things done^G? ^GWell time ^Dstays ^Cuncounted by ^Gdays A looming and ^Dominous shade ^G

^GWorry been ^Dbreaking and ^Cbringing me ^Gdown And counting all the ^Dtimes that I ^Gfall But ^Emwhen ^Dmy t^Cime c^Gomes I^Em won't be ^Dcounting at al^Gl ^DmI feel all my ^Amfilth when I look in your ^Geyes But it ^Dmfalls as light as a ^Amfeather on my back in the ^Gnight

^GMan you said meet me there ^BmHow do get from here to ^Cwhere, where I ^Gbelong? It ain't just like ^Dfinding a ^Csign to get home^G It's building your ^Dhouse on the stone^G

^GWorry been ^Dbreaking and ^Cbringing me ^Gdown And counting all the ^Dtimes that I f^Gall But ^Emwhen ^Dmy ^Ctime c^Gomes ^EmI won't be ^Dcounting at al^Gl ^DmI feel all my ^Amfilth when I look in your ^Geyes But it ^Dmfalls as light as a ^Amfeather on my back in the ^Gnight

Your ^Dmhouse it will cover you But the ^Amrain still falls ^Goutside And your ^Dmlight it don't shine cause it's ^Amhidden under a ^Gbed ^DmWhy do you ^Amhide under a ^Gbed?