The Ceiling - The Wild Feathers
Wood burning up on the hill

Seen a drawer full of pills
And it's quiet like snow through the trees

Well I did what I did and I didn't mean anything

Where you come from and where you go

Who you talk to and who you know
And you're lying in fields of green

Well I did what I did and I didn't mean anything

The sun rise, the drive, the morning

The smoke stacks, the bold hats, still learning

And I don't know how I got this far down with the ceiling

And I don't know how I got this far down with the ceiling

Oh, her eyes are wide open right out of her head

Yeah, she's clear of a crown that she cut down for me

Well, I did what I did and I'd do it all over again

I remember everything, little girl learning to sing because she's crying all over me

But I did what I did and I didn't mean anything

The sun rise, the drive, the morning

The smoke stacks, the bold hats, still learning

And I don't know how I got this far down with the ceiling

And I don't know how I got this far down with the ceiling

Oh, her eyes are wide open right out of her head

Yeah, she's clear of a crown that she cut down for me

Well, I did what I did and I'd do it all over again

We, we should be easy

We should be easy

We should be

We, we should be easy

We should be easy

We should be

We, we should be easy

We should be easy

We should be

We, we should be easy
We should be easy
We should be

We, we should be easy

We should be easy

We should be

Sometime, oh yeah

A little bit sometime.