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I watch the water fall and I hear your call coming in.
I knew you as a friend and you taught lessons that'll last 'til the end of my sin.
We met in high school as young lost souls.
Not everyone understands the little blue feather,
the amount of hope that feather can bring,
it is more than just an accesory tucked in a hat,
that little blue feather represents hope,
How can you have hate
For the color of my skin
I've done nothing wrong
Is me living life a sin
I'm a person, a human
Like each and every one of you
I've done nothing to harm
