Lyrics Featherweight - Acoustic Version - Fleet Foxes
                                                All 
                                                this 
                                                time 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                hanging 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                an 
                                                edge 
                                                    I 
                                                caught 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                both 
                                                were 
                                                young
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                    I 
                                                won 
                                                wasn't 
                                                near 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Always 
                                                distant, 
                                                always 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                all 
                                                that 
                                                war, 
                                                I'd 
                                                forgotten 
                                                how
 
                                    
                                
                                                Many 
                                                men 
                                                might 
                                                die 
                                                for 
                                                what 
                                                I'd 
                                                renounced
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                staging 
                                                life 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                battleground
 
                                    
                                
                                                No, 
                                                    I 
                                                let 
                                                that 
                                                grasping 
                                                fall
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                the 
                                                last 
                                                long 
                                                year 
                                                be 
                                                forgiven
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                that 
                                                war 
                                                left 
                                                within 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                couldn't, 
                                                though 
                                                I'm 
                                                beginning 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we've 
                                                only 
                                                made 
                                                it 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feel 
                                                some 
                                                change 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                weather
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                couldn't, 
                                                though 
                                                I'm 
                                                beginning 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                though 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                so 
                                                uncertain, 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                rafters 
                                                cracked, 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                copper 
                                                sold
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                    a 
                                                ration 
                                                back 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                manifold
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                need 
                                                it 
                                                or 
                                                forgot
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                the 
                                                last 
                                                long 
                                                year 
                                                be 
                                                forgiven
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                that 
                                                war 
                                                left 
                                                within 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                couldn't, 
                                                though 
                                                I'm 
                                                beginning 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we've 
                                                only 
                                                made 
                                                it 
                                                together
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feel 
                                                some 
                                                change 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                weather
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                couldn't, 
                                                though 
                                                I'm 
                                                beginning 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                somehow 
                                                    I 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                with 
                                                love 
                                                and 
                                                hate 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                balance
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                last 
                                                way 
                                                past 
                                                the 
                                                malice
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                warm 
                                                day's 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                really 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                with 
                                                love 
                                                and 
                                                hate 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                balance
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                last 
                                                way 
                                                past 
                                                the 
                                                malice
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                warm 
                                                day 
                                                is 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                really 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Wading In Waist-High Water
2 Sunblind
3 Can I Believe You
4 Jara
5 Featherweight
6 A Long Way Past The Past
7 For A Week Or Two
8 Maestranza
9 Young Man's Game
10 I'm Not My Season
11 Quiet Air / Gioia
12 Going-to-the-Sun Road
13 Thymia
14 Cradling Mother, Cradling Woman
15 Shore
16 Sunblind - Acoustic Version
17 Featherweight - Acoustic Version
18 Going-to-the-Sun Road - Acoustic Version
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