Songwriter X and the Skeleton Band - The Cages of the Soul

If the bird is in a cage
Set it free before it's too late
If the bird wants to fly
You let him be and he could try
Let me out now now
It could be so wonderful,
Could be a disaster to be free

The chains of existence
Are designed to go the distance
Try as you might
They will hold you oh so tight
Let me out now now now
It could be wonderful
Probably be a disaster to be free

The Cages of the soul
Sometimes they're made of gold
The Cages of the soul
Can be comfortable I'm told
A nest of feathers
Against the weather
Still be nice just to die free

I could stretch it out
Be in comfort in whether foul
Have a real nice caretaker
While I wait for my widow maker
It could be so wonderful
It could be so terrible
Could be a disaster to be free

The Cages of the soul
Sometimes they're made of gold
The Cages of the soul
Can be comfortable I'm told
A nest of feathers
Against the weather
Still be nice just to die free
Still be nice just to die free

Written by:
Xavier Calvera

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