Got myself a mission
I'm going to find heaven
I made crepe paper wings
I think they'll carry me a while

I left you a love poem
The best I have written
My favorite words
Were the ones I couldn't spell

They say that I'm a lunatic
They say that I am full of it
I say that it's worth dreaming
Just for the dream of it

It's all about passion
It's all about perception
Don't call me on my cell phone
'Cause there ain't no reception

When I'm gone
When I'm gone

I think I'm growing feathers
But I'm not quite sure of it
'Cause I started getting dizzy
About a Hundred feet up

I made friends with the clouds
I made friends with the birds
If you ask a goose a question
He never shuts up

And honestly I miss you
And I hope that you're missing me
Cause I could use your lips on me
And a little bit of Dramamine

For the moment I can see
Way better than I've ever seen
Don't sell my stuff on eBay
Cause I might need it back before I'm gone

Before I'm gone

I'm not the kind of man
Who's into looking downward
I've drank my share of pity
From the bartender's cup

So many people
Wondering "What's the right direction?"
As far as I'm concerned
There's only one way up

And my fingers, they are blisters
And my eyes, they are bullet holes
But my hearts still beating
Guess I'm pretty lucky

Pretty lucky
Pretty lucky
(When I'm gone)

Pretty lucky
(When I'm gone)

Pretty lucky
(When I'm gone)

Pretty lucky
(When I'm gone)


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Journey of the Featherless song meanings
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    General CommentI really love this song.
    Naolson July 29, 2008   Link
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    General Comment"And honestly I miss you
    And I hope that you're missing me
    Cause I could use your lips on me
    And a little bit of Dramamine"

    Mmmmm--makes me melt. makes me think of her. sheesh
    wahooloozeon November 22, 2008   Link
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    General Commenti agree with wahoolooze. it's so sweet, it's makes me squeal like a little girl.
    dianashelbyon January 25, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI love this:

    "And my fingers, they are blisters
    And my eyes, they are bullet holes
    But my hearts still beating
    Guess I'm pretty lucky."

    If you just read the lyrics, it almost sounds sarcastic, but the way the band does this part of the song it makes you happy to be alive one "Guess I'm pretty lucky" blares out. Love It.

    The sample beforehand basically explains the song. He's going to explore, he needs to find himself. But he'll be back before he's gone. He's done the whole pity thing, he's done the whole questioning thing; he just realized that we're all searching for something. At the end he finally realized that it's lucky to even be alive, and we should be thankful for that.
    LoniBeanson May 14, 2009   Link
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    General Commentcant get enough!!


    It's all about passion
    It's all about perception
    yelhsa101on January 16, 2010   Link
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    General Commentthis song fill my heart with love yet makes it ache.
    BlackOutBelleon April 20, 2011   Link

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