"Bird On The Wire"
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, have been so unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, have been untrue I hope that you know, it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
If I, have been so unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, have been untrue I hope that you know, it was never to you.
But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up. up to thee.
Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free.
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