Feathers and Tar

Once upon and ever after, in the land of long ago
Lived a queen who held her sceptre,
in the castle made of snow
All the knights and guardian angels,
did what knights and angels do
Unaware of hidden dangers and from where the cold winds blew
When the rain of good came falling and they saw the damage that
she had caused as her calling, reaching for their souls
Say to young knights stay where you are,
oh, oh, oh, oh
This is the age of feathers and tar
Soon the group of greed unfolded
In quite disconcerting ways
Facts were twisted, squeezed and moulded
To proclaim the end of days
No we gather, rain is falling
Counting down has just begun
Listen to the mad man calling
Reaching for the sun
Stick to your guns, make the stairway rock
oh, oh, oh, oh
Welcome to the age of feathers and tar
All of the smiles and reason
None of them seem to care
Why doesn’t anyone listen?
Anyone, anywhere?
So the queen in all her grandeur
lost the castle made of snow
That’s the way she’ll be remembered
When the winds have ceased to blow
oh, oh, oh, oh
See the young girls made of steel and rock
We’re living in the age of feathers and tar