I walked in the valley
And danced in the rain
Swam in the river
And washed the pain away

I sat by the water
Sun on my back
Drank from the river
And made it go away

Before the ferry man takes me by the hand
Before he makes me king of the promised land
What I would die for is to feel

Let there be
No more promises
Go be gone with them
No more promises
Blowing in the wind
Of this life

I looked in the mirror and looked at my face
Studied those lines that seem so out of place
Then I learned to live with this fly in my wine
Learned to forgive
And learned to take my time

Before the ferry man takes me away

This life. This is real
And I am just a feather
Blowing in the wind

Let there be

No more promises
Go be gone with them
I am just a feather
Blowing in the wind

Of this life