I am ceramic
I was on hold
forever in an attic
I was too old
if you’ve ever been in a hard row to hoe
I was somebody you used to know, before the growth

I am feather
watch me, it’s how life flows
no one knows me anymore
we both knew it, I had to go
don’t let sorrow go away

I was neurotic
I was too cold
maybe not dynamic
but I was in love
if you’ve ever been in a hard row to hoe
I was somebody you used to know, before the growth

now I just sit in my chair and wait
I’ll never return to my home again

I never felt the need to speak
I’d rather hide my thoughts in pics
doesn’t matter if they weren’t mine
you know that I loved your smile

I’m your feather
I’m right in here