Feather Led Single Lyrics

  • Overthinking everything that could become you, only getting in the way

    over/under every day it can control you, only getting in the way

    I’m almost halfway under

    I’m almost halfway underground entertaining everything you talk about. Only getting in the way.

    Sort it out of mind, left with nothing to do, only gettin in the way.

    Say I had left it alone

    Where could have all of this gone?

    My only wasted gold

    Is time left to worries I hold

    Everybody here is leaving

    I’m just sitting waiting

    Only getting in the way

    Slow disdain - moment fades-Over/under every day - Left outside-Buried alive - Overthinking everything

    Say I had left it alone

    Where could have all of it gone?

    My only wasted gold

    Is time left to worries I hold

    Everybody here is leaving

    I’m just sitting waiting

    Everybody here is leaving

    I’m just sitting waiting

    I’m just sitting waiting

    I’m just sitting waiting

    I’m almost halfway - Only getting in the way.

  • I have a way of overbearing

    Ordering more and more and more

    Lost in a maze of open endings

    I have to move to move it on

    I am the home you know

    I am a corner fold

    I worry till it’s too late

    I am a corner fold

    Bore in the pain of empty moments

    I’m giving up in droves

    Focus to tame for building mountains

    Plot to the point of missing hope

    I am the home you know

    I am a corner fold

    I worry till it’s too late

    I am a corner fold

    Bored in the pace of never ending

    I must of had it all

    Turning a page before reading

    Every guess is wrong

    I am the home you know

    I am a corner fold

    I worry till it’s too late

    I am a corner fold

    I am a corner folder

    I am the word you know

    I wrote it for your sake

    I am a corner fold

  • How far till you know the goal?

    Our frequency has left me cold

    Without a place to rest and stow

    This part of me is breaking hold

    Of you, of patience, a frame, a placement 

    Now away from your money spent

    Consuming mere sediment 

    And bingeing on a misprint

    In colors of every tint

    Of me, of patience, a frame, a placement

    You’re afraid to take your toll, well now you’ve got to let that go, and extoll out from what you’ re told, what all of us have always known. 

    Incur your own desires

    While caught up in barbed wire

    It’s all you’ve known of what’s required

    A thought that looms a mile

    Of you, of patience, a frame, a placement

    You’re afraid to take your toll, well now you have to let that go, and extoll from what you hold, what all of us have always known. 

    Of me, of patience, a frame, our placement

  • My mind is off and running

    And I’m talking to the radio

    Is it all I’ll ever really know?

    Am I bound to follow folly

    As I paint it over every day

    Cutting corners to show

    I’m a head of it

    More rot to use

    More rot to you

    Ohh be grateful

    I’m probably to late to be grateful

    I’m probably too late

    It's always too late

    More rot to use

    Open every single moment

    At the tip of your tongue

    What a bore we’ve been

    To live with it

    And be Grateful

    It’s never too late to be grateful

    You’re never too late

    It’s never too late

    Oh to be hopeful

    I hid it away so it won’t grow

    It’s never too late

    It’s never too late

    More rot to use

    More rot to you

  • I hardly deserve what you give to me, your thought orchard

    Plant it in sun, water, please understand how shadows grow.

    And hang a hammock, you’ll know you deserve it.

    Just sing in the shade and daydream of all the ways they’ll say…

    He lost his mind, you lost your mind. Well if I’ve lost my mind then this is mine.

    Ohh I’m settling in everything at once.

    I have to everyday or everything goes tumbling

    Lo it is beautiful in blundering our days away

    Stray forward on your own

    It’s more to say I’ve already lost

    So what’s left to hurt?

    Well plant it or not, will you please understand, you’re not on your own…..And underpin it, a point to the surface

    Jest over a way to say it’s all the things we saved

    Ohhh I am settling in everything at once.

    I have to everyday and everything is-still tumbling

    But lo it’s beautiful in blundering my days away

    Stray forward on your own

    He lost his mind, you lost your mind. Well if I’ve lost my mind then this is mine.