Stones & Feathers

Stones And Feathers - Alex Parks

There's nothing left for me to do

Just like time and time and time again

What else is left for me to prove

But when it comes around

I can't help falling down

Is this the state of so-called pleasure

Or just the weight of stones & feathers

I'm not myself

Maybe I'm never

Just like tear that fades away

Just like a word I can't express or can't explain

A thousand voices in my brain

I wish they'd comfort me

Instead it's torturing

Is this the state of so-called pleasure

Or just the way I'm made to measure

I'm not myself

Maybe I'm never

When all is said and done

I confess I've had enough

Is this the state of so-called pleasure

Or just a chill that lasts forever

I'm not myself maybe I'm never

Is this the state of so-called pleasure

Or just a break in heavy weather

I'm not myself

Maybe I'm never