Featherwoman - Rachael Sage

What are the things that I do best

That nobody else can do?

You know I try to behave as if it don’t bother me

The way they still compare us two

What are the things that I know how

To paint in a simple light

Without the glare of expectation or the curse or avarice

Staining the veil of a blushing bride?

I’m a featherwoman

I’ll give you all my worries

I’ll give you everything back you left on my doorstep to see if I would break

Where are the words that I know how to sing like I’ve never done?

I know the bottle is expensive & I want to be intense enough to do more than

fill it up

Where are the wounds that I can’t feel

That everyone else can see?

If I could focus on the glory of the love I’ve had then I could finally become

free

I’m a featherwoman

I’ll give you all my worries

I’ll give you everything back you left on my doorstep to see if I would break

I’m a featherwoman

This is a lost diary entry

And if I rip it up and throw it in this yellow fire would you still look at me

that way?

Where is the gun I almost held to rise up against the odds?

I don’t remember how I ended up an innocent in the crusade of a kitten’s claws

Where is the grace I almost felt

Parade up and down my spine?

You know I want to be courageous like the lovers and the sages of the

Mysteries in my mind

I’m a featherwoman

I’ll give you all my worries

I’ll give you everything back you left on my doorstep to see if I would break

This is a lost diary entry

And if I rip it up and throw it in this yellow fire would you still look at me

that way?

What are the things that that I do best

That nobody else can do