Feather words and music by Kris Nowak Wherever the wind will take me is where I belong I will always follow everything that is wrong Backyards or alleyways, desert plains You won't here me complain that it's all just the same and I know that it's got to be this way The feather in the breeze, I keep floating along Always twisting turning towards the light of the dawn Lost in the dusty haze of grain and maze When the time comes I know I will find a resting place Still I know it's got to be this way Well who knows where I came from, who knows where I'll go Who knows who will find me, no one will ever know and I know it's got to be this way Somewhere in a ravine along the side of the road A blown out tire has left some sad soul waiting for a tow All his life he's been running late, now he's got nothing but time to sit and contemplate and he says why God does it have to be this way And in his anger he questions all of life and what it all means And at that moment he sees this weathered feather in the breeze As he wonders from where it came, it lands softly on his shoulder and tells him its all okay Don't you know it's got to be this way Got to be this way Got to be this way Just why it's got to be this way Someday you'll see just why it's got to be this way Someday you'll see just why it's got to be this way Just why it's got to be this way