With a Feather

Empty room, tender bloom sighs
Man in moon, his cartoon lies
Only shadows for companions
So we'll pull some from the skies (From the skies)

But what I see when I look over the edge
Butterflies

(With a feather, you could bowl me over)
(With a feather, you could bowl me over)

You make him think there are no breaks in the ring
But when he wakes, he won't remember a thing
He'll be deaf and dumb and blind (He'll be deaf and dumb and blind)

So curse your theories and your henchmen
The endless menace of your engine from behind

'Cause what I see when I look over the edge
Mystifies

(With a feather, you could bowl me over)
(With a feather, you could bowl me over)