Porcelain Bird

I found a feather on the windowsill Gray as the morning, soft and still The rain was tapping a waltz on the glass I held it close, let the moment pass They say I'm too much in my head Too busy dancing with the dead But darling, don't you understand? I'm just collecting grains of sand Oh, I'm a porcelain bird in a golden cage Singing songs from a different age They wanna fix me, wanna make me right But I was born to break the light I wear my grandmother's old perfume It fills the hallway, it fills the room She used to say, "Child, don't you hide The strangest flowers grow wild" So let them whisper, let them stare I'll braid my hair with threads of air I'm not broken, I'm not wrong I'm just a different kind of song Oh, I'm a porcelain bird in a golden cage Singing songs from a different age They wanna fix me, wanna make me right But I was born to break the light And if I fade into the mist Just know I lived, just know I kissed The mouth of every passing dream I built my world from silk and steam Yes, I'm a porcelain bird, and I'm not afraid To sing my truth, to bend, to fade They'll never catch me, never chain the flight Of a girl born to break the light Born to break Born to break the light