A bird who loves his cage and his view of the tree

Is still a bird in captivity

The loveliest of cells still has the power to derange

I wanted so desperately to be free

The tempting breezes to leave me be

But I wanted nothing to ever, ever change

These days there are often miles between

But my mind is still bound by lock and key

From him, my heart will not soon be estranged

07/18