Paroles de Journey of the Featherless

got myself a mission i'm going to find heaven i made crepe paper wings i think they'll carry me well i left you a love poem the best i have written my favorite words were the ones i couldn't spell they say i'm a lunatic they say i'm a fool of it i say that it's worth dreaming just for the dream of it it's all about passion it's all about preception 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 sure of it because i started getting dizzy about a hundred feet up i made friends with the clouds i made friends with the birds if you as a goose a question he never shuts up honestly i miss you and i hope that you're missing me cause i could use your lips on me and a little of drammamine for the moment i could see way better than i've ever seen don't sell my stuff on ebay because i might be back before i'm gone before i'm gone i'm not the kind of man who's into looking downwards i've drank my share of pity from the bartenders cup there's so many people wondering whats 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 my heart is still beating guess i'm pretty lucky 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) pretty lucky