A Feather's Not A Bird

A Feather's Not A Bird - Rosanne Cash

I'm going down to Florence

Gonna wear a pretty dress

I'll sit on top the magic wall

With the voices in my head

Then we'll drive on through to Memphis

Past the strongest shores

And on to Arkansas just to touch the crumbled soul

A feather's not a bird

The rain is not the sea

A stone is not a mountain

But a river runs through me

It's never any highway when

You're looking for the blast

The land becomes a memory

And it happens way too fast

Yea the moneys' home in Nashville

Locked inside my gift

So I'm going down to Florence

Just to learn to love a friend

A feather's not a bird

The rain is not the sea

A stone is not a mountain

But a river runs through me

I've burned up 7 lives and

I've used up all my charms

I took the long way home

Just to end up in your arms

That's why I'm going down to Florence

Now I got my pretty dress

(Going down to Florence got a pretty dress)

I'm gonna let the magic wall

Put the voices in my head

A feather's not a bird

The rain is not the sea

A stone is not a mountain

But a river runs through me

A feather's not a bird

The rain is not the sea

A stone is not a mountain

A feather's not a bird

The rain is not the sea

A stone is not a mountain

But a river runs through me