| Song | Feather |
| Artist | William Wild |
| Album | William Wild |
| [00:27.51] | I’ve been traveling |
| [00:30.45] | Flying on south again |
| [00:33.53] | How, how could it be |
| [00:38.56] | It seems as though a moment ago |
| [00:43.47] | I was reaping the seeds that I’d sown |
| [00:49.79] | Now morning blows quickly through |
| [00:52.78] | Afternoon follows suit |
| [00:55.65] | How am I to get these things done? |
| [01:01.07] | Well time stays when counted by days |
| [01:06.35] | A looming and ominous shade |
| [01:12.14] | Worry been breaking in bringing me down |
| [01:17.88] | And counting all the times that I fall |
| [01:23.02] | But when my time comes |
| [01:28.95] | I won’t be counting at all |
| [01:35.65] | I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes |
| [01:44.55] | But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night |
| [01:57.09] | Man you said meet me there |
| [01:59.94] | How do I get from here to where, where I belong? |
| [02:07.66] | It ain’t just like finding a sign to get home |
| [02:13.28] | It’s building your house on the stone |
| [02:18.91] | Worry been breaking in bringing me down |
| [02:24.62] | And counting all the times that I fall |
| [02:30.19] | But when my time comes |
| [02:35.79] | I won’t be counting at all |
| [02:42.41] | I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes |
| [02:52.03] | But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night |
| [03:03.95] | Your house it will cover you |
| [03:06.76] | But the rain still falls outside |
| [03:14.15] | And your light it don’t shine cause it’s hidden under a bed |
| [03:26.17] | Why do you hide under a bed? |
| [00:27.51] | I' ve been traveling |
| [00:30.45] | Flying on south again |
| [00:33.53] | How, how could it be |
| [00:38.56] | It seems as though a moment ago |
| [00:43.47] | I was reaping the seeds that I' d sown |
| [00:49.79] | Now morning blows quickly through |
| [00:52.78] | Afternoon follows suit |
| [00:55.65] | How am I to get these things done? |
| [01:01.07] | Well time stays when counted by days |
| [01:06.35] | A looming and ominous shade |
| [01:12.14] | Worry been breaking in bringing me down |
| [01:17.88] | And counting all the times that I fall |
| [01:23.02] | But when my time comes |
| [01:28.95] | I won' t be counting at all |
| [01:35.65] | I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes |
| [01:44.55] | But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night |
| [01:57.09] | Man you said meet me there |
| [01:59.94] | How do I get from here to where, where I belong? |
| [02:07.66] | It ain' t just like finding a sign to get home |
| [02:13.28] | It' s building your house on the stone |
| [02:18.91] | Worry been breaking in bringing me down |
| [02:24.62] | And counting all the times that I fall |
| [02:30.19] | But when my time comes |
| [02:35.79] | I won' t be counting at all |
| [02:42.41] | I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes |
| [02:52.03] | But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night |
| [03:03.95] | Your house it will cover you |
| [03:06.76] | But the rain still falls outside |
| [03:14.15] | And your light it don' t shine cause it' s hidden under a bed |
| [03:26.17] | Why do you hide under a bed? |