Little Bird

You've felt the rain
But it couldn't drown you
It was nothing but drops on your head
You've stood against
The winds that hound you
And carry the names of the dead

If only you could soar away
And feel the sunlight again

Poor little bird, you parrot their words
In exchange for a comfortable cage
Pretending to be all they want to see
You're a player acting on their stage

You've heard it all
You know it off by heart
Automatically, you sing along
But nobody's there
You leave your head
The light's on, but nobody's home

Poor little bird, you parrot their words
In exchange for a comfortable cage
Under their glares, you act unawares
In the darkening light of the day

Open your eyes
Take in all you see and imagine beyond
The world is wide
More than you've ever known
So reach out and take it back

"Poor little bird!" is all that you've heard
All these years, but guess who's still alive?
Open the gates, it's never too late
To dream past the days you've survived