Feathered Drums

Thanks for all the thoughts
Came rolling in on feathered drums 
I've been in jail before 
Been let out too 
Oh I am sure of where I am 
Clouds came floating by 
Have to hide something away 
It's what I've done 
Print you this, what comes I feel 
Oh universe, oh beyond everything to never end 
Oh back, oh wheel and tumble 
Morning sights and streets of wheat 
Oh fanciful and teeming waves 
Oh universe and all the days