Feather

Woke up with a red face
And a long look in her eyes
Felt a feather drop during grace
She's got her bag filled up
Lazy in her eyes
She's got a bowl to kill and a while to chew
Ten times the nerve, I'd call it rude
Don't you feel a chill?
Don't you feel...
I'm feeling blue for you, I can't breathe

I got up before I knew
I spend a lot of time feeling blue
I was late before I knew
Now I'm already feeling tired of you

Got a song in my hands
Embedded in my heart
What keeps these lives together?
Who feeds them milk? Who combs their hair?
Who holds their hands? Who holds a meal?
Don't you feel a chill?
Don't you feel...
I'm through feeling blue for you, I can move