Bird in a House

I want to sing my own song that's all
cried the bird and flew into a wall
there must be some way out he cried
and his desperation echoed down the hall

Just another bird in a house
dying to get out
just another bird in a house
dying to get out

I want to join my own kind that's all
cried the bird and flew into a wall
there must be some way out he cried
and his desperation echoed down the hall

just another bird in a house
dying to get out
just another bird in a house
dying to get out

I'm gonna smash my way out that's all
cried the bird and smashed from wall to wall
there must be some way out he cried
and his desperation echoed down the hall

just another bird in a house
dying to get out
just another bird in a house
dying to get out

I know I feel this way at times -- longing to connect with another bird, my own kind. I feel like such a stranger in a strange land. We all do. This is what makes that connection so ecstatic, so intense, so precious. 

Here's to finding your bird of a feather. May you forever flock together. ~~GH
[Tomorrow: Alienated]