Quill Pen Feather

Elephant Revival

You were shooting arrows
Into the sky
Hitting marks not seen by
Naked eyes
You dropped one from the quiver
I handed it back, now I'm bleeding
I'm bleeding
I'm breathing
I'm bleeding
I'm breathing

You were writing letters
To the puppeteer
With your quill pen feather
Waving in the wind
Your words cut through the human
Mending wounds but still bleeding
Still bleeding
Breathing
Bleeding
Breathing

You were throwing colors
Upon canvas walls
With your brush stroke chaos
In between the lines
You splashed upon the ceiling
It drips on my skin, now I'm bleeding
I'm bleeding
I'm breathing
I'm bleeding
I'm breathing

You were shooting arrows
Into the sky
Hitting marks not seen by
Naked eyes
You dropped one from the quiver
I handed it back, now I'm breathing
I'm breathing
I'm breathing
I'm bleeding
I'm breathing