The blackbird sings let freedom ring.
It’s difficult to fly with broken wings.
The burden of hatred bears heavy,
for only sadness it brings.
It’s difficult to rise as the fascist pendulum
swings.
With her heavy heart and tired wings;
In the thick of healing the blackbird sings,
let freedom ring.

Here comes the black stray running
  from that familiar street.
His burning gaze meets your eyes.
He flaunts his sharp teeth.
He sinks them right into your side
dragging you to a dark corner
to slowly feast on your flesh.  
You can't feel the sun anymore,
or remember your last free breath.
While your life is being swallowed away,
you wish for the sweet release of death.

There's always been a little blue bird flying over me, whenever I look up to the sky. One rainy morning the little blue bird flew directly to me, as I stood looking out my open window. I was crying along to the sound of the pouring rain. Then the bird landed on my window sill and looked me right in my eye, sitting as still as could be. We stared at each other for a moment in silence. Then the bird started singing. He was trying to talk to me through his song. So I asked the little blue bird "what are you trying to say"? Of course the bird only continued to sing its song, so I listened. I knew I must listen. I listened to his song and the sound from the rain, and sat in peace. Once he finished his song I reached out to touch my little blue friend, but he flew away. He always comes back now, but only to sing to me in the rain. I know I'll always see my friend again, when he flies back to sing to me.

Mutter your bitter words,
lace them with mocking tones.
Tease us with pretty songs,
so you don’t feel alone.
Pretend there’s no madness,
in your deviant mind.
Try to keep it a secret,
or deny ‘til you die.
Sway the mood swing,
then mask a dark face.
Show us a fake smile,
to conceal the heartache.

I’ll submit to your will,
make me swallow it all.
Spoil every inch of me,
slap me raw.
Fill me with your poison,
say you love me the most.
Don't throw me away,
hold me close.
Yank my hair back,
squeeze my throat.
Puncture me deep,
leave me soaked.

The light gleams from the moon
on a dark starless night.
Your favorite song comes on
but I don't want to cry.
I try to stop the tears
from flowing out of my eyes.
But I just hear your laughter,
lingering in the air.
I miss seeing you smile,
it's so quiet without you here.