Sings of Freedom

c free bird leaps
On the back of the wind
cnd floats downstream
Till the current ends
cnd dips his wing
In the orange sun rays
cnd dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
Down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through
His bars of rage
His wings are clipped and
His feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
With a fearful trill
Of things unknown
But longed for still
cnd his tune is heard
On the distant hill
For the caged bird
Sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
cnd the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
cnd the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
cnd he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
With a fearful trill
Of things unknown
But longed for still
cnd his tune is heard
On the distant hill
For the caged bird
Sings of freedom.