Marillion White Feather
Track 10 of _Misplaced Childhood_
When I hit the streets back in '81
With a heart and a gown and a poet's crown.
I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears,
Wearing at me for all these years.
I saw political intrigue, political lies.
Going to wipe those smiles of self-satisfaction from
their eyes
I will wear your white feather,
I will carry your white flag,
I will swear I have no nation,
But I'm proud to own my heart.
I will wear your white feather,
I will carry your white flag,
I will swear I have no nation,
But I'm proud to own my heart.
My heart, My heart,
This is my heart.
We don't need your uniforms,
We have no disguise,
Divided we stand, together we rise.
[All the children, all the children,
Tell your children...]
We will wear your white feathers,
We will carry your white flags,
We will swear we have no nation,
But we're proud to own our hearts.
We will wear your white feather,
We will carry your white flags,
We will swear we have no nation,
But we're proud to own our hearts.
Our hearts,
These are our hearts
