I feel like I'm a feather dancing in the air br My tresses flow behind me as if they have no care br I free-fall through the centuries, the aged times of old br I tremble with the breezes breath I fancy feeling bold br I tickle the children's' nose I flow around their ears br I buzz atop a horses back, I dangle within fears br I travel in dimensions and flow among the kings br I even scrape the golden crowns of Camelot and queens br I fall from the turrets...thrown from a princess high br Then settle in the moat below and float among her sighs br I once again redeem my place in breezes pick-me-up br I flow much further as I light to settle on a pup br The flight just then is tickled with tongues that seek me out br As children of Sir Arthur laugh...pick me up and shout br 'Look at thee Mum they shout'...'We found this pretty feather' br 'Come rejoice and sing aloud'...as songs of children gather br Just to travel and be free of all that's cumbersome br Brings the dreams to focus at all I've gone and done br I merely want to float away...sometimes its just a dream br Its out-of-focus wishes in life's grander scheme of things.