[Verse 1] Woke to the sound of my own two feet, Pacing a groove in this dead‑end street. Every step’s just the start again, Like a song that won’t find where it ends. The wind keeps carrying the same old news, I’m the bird that don’t know which sky to choose. --- [Chorus] These feathers on the wire, they don’t take flight, They just sway in the dark ‘til they fade to white. If I don’t break loose, I’ll just spin in place, A shadowbox ghost in an empty space. --- [Verse 2] I’ve danced with the same mistakes all year, They know every move, every step I fear. It’s a carnival mirror in my mind, Showing who I was, not who I’ll find. The clock hands circle like they’re in on the joke, Marking the punches I’ve never broke. --- [Chorus] These feathers on the wire, they don’t take flight, They just sway in the dark ‘til they fade to white. If I don’t break loose, I’ll just spin in place, A shadowbox ghost in an empty space. --- [Bridge] Some nights the road’s just a loop back home, Some nights I dream that I’m not alone. But every sunrise burns the proof, And leaves me here with the same old truth. --- [Verse 3] So I’ll rip these pages and start again, String my words like a violin. Let the bow catch fire ‘til it sings out loud, And I’ll march straight through this restless crowd. When the sky cracks open, I’ll take my cue, And fly from the wire straight back to you. --- [Final Chorus + Outro] These feathers on the wire finally took flight, They cut through the dark into open light. No more spinning circles, no shadowed grace, I’m running full‑stride into your embrace. [Handclaps/stomps carry the groove out to fade.]
