Birds In The Cage Songtext
von SLO

Stranger than madness
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, nobody knows the way that I've been hurting
Could it be, could it be, could it be
That we are sitting up against the same rose?
And that is crazy no more, ohh-ohh, ohh-oh-oh


A stranger to silence
The air as it rests
Slow rise and falling
On my beating chest

Everything now turns to a bad thing
And who′s gonna know
The way I taught you
As I let you go? (Go, go, go...)

As I let you go (go, go, go...)

Could it be, could it be, could it be
That we are always somewhat close to breaking? (Breaking, breaking, breaking)
Could it be, could it be, could it be
That we're the birds in the cage, just masquerading? (Rading, rading, rading, rading)
Oh, nobody knows the way that I've been hurting
Could it be, could it be, could it be
That we are sitting up against the same rose?
And that is crazy no more, ohh-ohh, ohh-oh-oh