Feathers

History's made its mark in anger,
As everybody knows, it's what we do.
It's nothing new.

The next chords struck are fault and failure,
And we both know that finger points on cue.
There's blame for two.

Do you really want him calling Newo?
Do you really think he's coming back to you?
Oh, if the world stops spinning read that writing on the wall.

Another, Newo?
Is there cushion just enough to break the fall?
No, don't you cry,
Just lie there baby, in the path, 'cause if you want it all...

Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby,
He's coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers near your back porch, baby, too old enough to cry your sorry eyes out (over the world).

Hear me scream outside your window,
"I'm only here to make my peace with you!"
There's something new.

Oh, it was our time, that day in our lives.
If I could do things different, what would I choose?
Oh, don't you cry, Mama.
Please, don't cry Mama,
Oh, don't you cry, no, no...

Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby ,
He's coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers near your back porch, baby, too old enough to cry your sorry eyes out (over the world).

No other could wait for a lover
To embrace, boy, when there's no more room for love, you'll sell her off to the sharks.
No other could wait for a lover
To embrace, boy, when there's no more room for love, you'll sell her off to the sharks.

Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby,
He's coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby ,
He's coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers near your back porch, baby, too old enough to cry your sorry eyes out (over the world).

Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady,
( I'm in love )
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Oh don't you cry, Mama,
Oh, don't you cry, no, no...
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady,
( I'm in love )
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Oh don't you cry, Mama,
Oh don't you cry, no, no...