There's the thing with feathers that I put away for four years
From its cage it comes and stretches out its wings
When I'm feeling beaten down, I wish I'd never let it out
Cause I can't help but hear the song it sings
These things don't come cheap
It's easier to stay asleep
But I know I have to keep my heart wide open
Even when it's broken
There's the thing with feathers, slowly waking after four years
It's always good to see you, my old friend
Bleary-eyed and breathless as you pull me from the wreckage,
And you call me to the precipice again
These things don't come cheap
It's easier to stay asleep
But I know I have to keep my heart wide open
Even when it's broken
Wide, Wide Wide open
There's the thing with feathers, shaking off the dust of four years,
It is restless like my mother, it is patient like my father,
And I am their dreaming daughter, I will always tread this water,
And you cannot drown my sound beneath your fear
These things don't come cheap
It's easier to stay asleep
But I know I have to keep my heart wide open
Wide Open