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Singing In Your Cage

Peter Mayer

You were born on branches green, resting in the shade
Safe beneath your momma’s wing ’till your flying day
But yellow wings are precious things in the city far away
Now your up for sale in gilded wire singing in your cage

Edith Johnson needs a friend to sit beside her bed
Wake her up at break of day and talk of the new she’s read
Sit by the fire she’ll stroke your wing and turn a Sunday page
It’s time for bed and back you go singing in your cage

She’s seen the steam train come and go the freeways split the glade
Giant steps up on the moon are just a backyard away
The century’s lost it’s melody or is it just my age
Soothe my nerves, calm my fears, singing in your cage

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Sing a song of happiness sing the song for tears
Any way the tune may go it’s music to my ears
Sing it for tomorrow sing for yesterday
The night is long but love is strong keep singing singing…

Morning broke and there she was the fire cold and gray
Edith and the mystery book had turned the final page
The window’s thrown wide open your wings are free to fly
But she sits inside her gilded cage singing a lullabye

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