Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear
Some are higher touching the sky
Some just spread out their wings to fly.
Others are fighting to be light
Obviously none is ever right
Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear.
Whether we are, or not off the ground
When it gets to our turns and rounds
Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear.
Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear
Till gravity draws us to floor
This life is not balance at all.
