Hear the Caged Bird Sing


United States
30° 27' 25.4412" N, 97° 40' 54.9948" W

You hear the caged bird sing
mistaking his call, for a call of peace

The caged bird sings not for happiness
but because he is alone.
You hear his screams
they bring you sweet dreams,
But it's his cry for help
before he dies

The caged bird once lived
out in fields of flowers
you watched as him fly high
captured him for your pride
But now he begs
for you to let him go

The cage bird holds on
Believing in his future
you sacrificed his freedom for a cage
forced him to live inside his own rage
But do not worry
his faith is still strong.

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