Beck — Feather In Your Cap

[Verse 1] Make a move with what you can Dead waters rise higher than your mind Disappointment is a feather in your cap You want the truth so you can crush it in your hand [Verse 2] There's no map That could tell you where you are You're in between things that only go halfway Your tangled brain Your tired old refrain You'll be singing it in your tired old asylum [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] You want the best You want contests My eyes are filled with prizes you've been showing Disappointment is the card up your sleeve Place your bets at the door before you leave [Instrumental Outro]