Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feather Lungs, artist - Laura Gibson. Date of issue: 07.10.2013
Song language: English
Feather Lungs |
| Late when the night has swollen |
| And the edge of the sky is bruised |
| I’ll wonder if the scene is cast |
| By accident or by design |
| We will leave our feather lungs as nameless as when we arrived |
| Every breath and belly laugh will teach us how to die again |
| Each calloused hand and fingertip is a kite-string to a morning hour |
| Where light will fancy you a friend and greet you with a wink and nod |
| Every breath and belly laugh will teach us how to die alone |
| For light will pull her curtains closed and whisper every parting word |
| Late when the night has swollen |
| And the edge of the sky is bruised |
| Marching with a flag in hand |
| We’ll be sending up our final flares |