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Posting this before the sky wakes up where I am. I've kept these lyrics close to my heart since FFV's release, nestled safely in the part where all of love's fairy tales lay warm and cherished. Whenever I see a cloudy sky about to fall apart, I think of Hayley's lyrics, about the sky pouring its feelings out sometimes. I've wanted to create something for the last verse of the song, but could never find the time or a concept that was ready to take flight yet. It's finally found its way around the clouds. I was thinking of picking petals out, and it turns to feathers. Like our worries blowing away in the wind. I have so much love for this song, and can feel its message like a sigh carried away with a quiet breeze. It's tender, sorrowful, and speaks its truth in a gentle way.
THERE WAS A BIRD WHO NEVER FLEW
BUT SHE STILL KEPT ALL OF HER FEATHERS
SO SHE COULD PLUCK THEM OUT FOR YOU
AND YOU COULD WEAR THEM IN YOUR HAIR
AND SHE’D BE WITH YOU
Wait On / Hayley Williams
If Hayley Williams didn’t want me to kms then she shouldn’t have written Wait On 🤷🏻‍♀️

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“ There was a bird who never flew
But she still kept all of her feathers
So she could pluck 'em out for you
And you could wear them in your hair and
she'd be with you”
There was a bird who never flew But she still kept all of her feathers So she could pluck 'em out for you And you could wear them in your hair and She'd be with you
the photo by Mike Brodie (https://bigpicture.ru/udalit-26/)