and he names the sky his own.
so he opens his throat to sing.
with a fearful trill
down his narrow cage
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his feet are tied
and his tune is heard
and dips his wings
sings of freedom.
his wings are clipped and
and the fat wormswaiting on a dawn-bright lawn
with fearful trill
The free bird leaps
an the trade winds soft through thesighing trees
for the caged bird
till the current ends
but longed for still
but longed for still
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
of the things unknown
onthe distant hillfor the caged bird
on the back of the win
on the distant hill
The caged bird sings
his bars of rage
can seldom see through
and is tune is heard
of things unknown
in the orange sun rays
The caged bird sings
and floats downstream
sings of freedom
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
The free bird thinks of another breeze
so he opens his throat to sing
