Ivaana - Heap Of Feathers lyrics

She moves, Deep from her sleep, [The moon at her feet] Slow breather, [Slow slow breather] Rising from the heap of feathers. Her hair falls, All over her face, Like an abandoned waif, Shell win you with her silken shape, Shes a floater, Beautiful floater, Rising from the heap of feathers. Youll want to chase her [Chase her, chase her] As she floats in her blue satin zephyr But shes a shadow, A mist, Shes wind, Shes air, An impossible dream, A virgin prayer. Shes flying with the light, Shes flying with the light, Flying, flying with the light, [crossing the bridge of sighs] And now shes lost, Lost in the feathered skies.