A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.

As the night falls dark, my heart beats hard,
for without you, love,
the demons are free to feast upon me

Come you and your sword,
come you and your strength,
come you and shield me,
from demons around and demons about,
from demons that feast upon me

As the sun sank deep,
and the stars shone bright,
the moon became sinister
and the demons were let out the night before

Came you with your vorpal sword,
loved me and kept all harm away,
the sun came back, the stars smiled,
the moon grew gentle,
and the demons turned angels

But tonight, my love, the demons are free to feast upon me.
Come you and take me away, I cry...
Come you, and bring the sun again.
Come you, and shoo the demons away.
Come you and kiss these tears dry.
Come you, oh. Come you, again.

Chaos everywhere
Shouting, crying, pleading
Utter chaos everywhere
Blood-curdling shouts
Heart-rending cries
And Pleas
Who causes the chaos?
Who cries, who shouts
Who pleas for what?

It is myself.
With myself.
To myself.
For myself(him).

I throw on my brand new pair of shiny leather boots,
Grab my custom Coach bag and I'm out the door.
It takes all I can muster,
But with a big smile on my face,
I look at my neighbor, tell her she looks great,
And to have a wonderful day
After I spent two hours last night
Talking about all that she does that I hate.
Then I get into my car,
The one that my husband keeps forgetting to start
Before he leaves for work
And after he gets the kids ready for school
Just so I can have another twenty minutes of sleep.
So now I have to drive in my freezing cold Mercedes
To my job that gets me everything I need.
I just can't help but feel angry.
When am I ever going to see some justice?

The day they took me away from Mom and Dad
Was the worst day I ever had.
It's true that neither of them were ever there,
And it's true that now I'm a lot cleaner, stronger, and healthier,
But that was the day that everything familiar
Was ripped right out of my hands.
Now, my new mom and dad take me around to all of their friends,
They tell them my story
And the praise never ends
For the people who stole me,
They get the all of the glory
While I'm stuck here wondering why my parents didn't want me.
When am I ever going to see some justice?

What would a flood of Justice look like
If we spend more time
Caring more about the bigger things in life?