I was looking for this bird when I heard a voice cry
I want to leave this cage
but I can't find the key
I stood at the door
But I could not pass through
And then what was worst
I would no longer reach you
Friend on the outside
Can you feel what's it like on the inside
Where I cannot be what I know
I was born to be
So I am am searching for the bird from the mountain
Won't you tell him I am aching
Aching for Freedom
Freedom to learn
Aching for freedom
Freedom to learn
And the mountain heard his cries
And cried from way up high
The mountain cried so deeply
It was plain to see
The bird was not coming
And the bird could not be seen
And so the rain brought no relive but pain
Where is my mountain bird?
The mountain bird flying near me
I can sense
But I can't see
And that's why I must write this for you
For the bird is with you too
Or have your lost it?
Or have you put it in a cage?
Wasted Hours
16 years ago

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