Follow the feather

Description
tyrone is the leader of the adventurer's club (which also includes tasha and pablo) and their next expedition is to find the flying polka-dotted pony!

Song lyrics
Watch her fly

Look up in the sky

and tell me what you see.

Is it a plane, a bird, a cloud,

or something else entirely?

Is it a flying pony with spots

of yellow and aquamarine?

Yeah, she's the most amazing creature

that the world has never seen.

I'm looking for the one and only

flying polka-dotted pony.

There she goes. Now watch her fly.

Soaring all across the sky.

Watch her fly… watch her fly… watch her fly!

She's out there somewhere.

I'll search the land, the air, the sea.

A brave explorer will find her

and that explorer is me.

I'm looking for the one and only

flying polka-dotted pony.

Got to find her. Got to try.

Don't know where but I know why.

She's flying high… flying high… watch her fly… watch her fly!

follow the feather

Follow the feather...Wherever it leads

Follow the feather...You have to believe

Shoulder to shoulder We'll do it together

We'll always remember To follow the feather!

We checked the feather-shaped peninsula

off the coast of Pennsylvania

And the feather-like lagoon

just a click outside Rangoon

But Tibet was a perfect fit

This feather has to be legit

Follow the feather...It's leading the way

Follow the feather...Whatever you say

No matter the problem No matter the weather

We'll always remember To follow the feather!

It's such a fine hot-air balloon,

we'll have it back by this afternoon

I have faith he'll keep his word

He does seem very self-assured

You'll hardly even know we're gone

What could possibly go wrong?

things could always be worse

Things could always be worse,

things could always be worse!

We haven't caused an avalanche

or had to call a nurse

We have no plan And little hope

Our every step seems cursed

But we're looking on the bright side

'cause things could always be worse!

Things could always be worse,

things could always be worse!

So far no one has fallen off

this snowy rock traverse

We can't go back and try again

Like we'll go in reverse

Instead we'll count our lucky stars

'cause things could always be worse!

Our feet are sore, our balloon is broken,

we don't know where to go

Our only hope is the flying pony

but all I see is snow

Yet empty glasses were once half full

and boulders turned to beach

There's a floor that's below rock bottom

that we have yet to reach

Despite the wind and snow

it only feels like ten below

A fall like that should sting,

but I'm too numb to feel a thing

So sliding to my doom,

I quite enjoy the elbow room

Things could always be worse,

we have no plan and little hope,

our every step seems cursed

But we're looking on the bright side

'cause things could always be worse!

What did she loose

What did she lose? Where did it go?

We search for answers. But we don't know.

The pony needs you. So you must try.

Unless you find it. she'll never fly.

She might have lost a ribbon. I'm thinking red or blue.

Perhaps she lost a saddle she'd had since it was new.

Wait! I have the perfect guess. What about her lucky shoe?

The answer is, "Nay"

I bet it's her favorite blanket left behind in a hurried rush.

Or something used to comb her hair to make it soft and lush.

Call off the search! I've got it. She lost her favorite brush?

It's a nay.

What did she lose? Where did it go?

We search for answers. But we don't know.

Time's running out. The stakes are high.

Find what she's missing or she won't fly.

I know it now. Now I see it. The only thing that it could be.

Under my nose all day long. Even as I sing this song.

The feather... Goodness me! Could it be? Try it and see.