Текст песни Birds in the Cage - Slo

Stranger than mindness
The exile of night
The slow steady turning
Of that lonely flight
I gotta get up face the morning
Sweet daylight again
Surrender to knowing
My faded to pretend

Could it be
Could it be
Could it be
That we are always somewhat close to breaking
Could it be
Could it be
Could it be
That we're the birds in the cage, just masquerading
Oh, no body knows the way that I've been hurting
Could it be
Could it be
Could it be
That we are sitting up against at the same old

And that is crazy, no no

A stranger in silence
The air's out of breath
Slow rise and falling
On my beating chest
Everything not such a bad thing
And who's gonna know
The way I taught you
As I let you go
As I let you go

Could it be
Could it be
Could it be
That we are always somewhat close to breaking
Could it be
Could it be
Could it be
That we're the birds in the cage, just masquerading
Oh, no body knows the way that I've been hurting
Could it be
Could it be
Could it be
That we are sitting up against at the same old
And that is crazy, no no