Bird On a Wire

Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk at a midnight choir, I 
have tried in my way to be 
free. Like a fish on a hook, 
like a knight from some old 
fashioned book, I have saved 
all my ribbons for thee. If I 
have been unkind, I hope that 
you can just let it go by. If 
I have been untrue, I hope 
you know it was never to you. 
Like a baby stillborn, like a 
beast with its horn, I have 
torn everyone who's reached 
out to me. But I swear by 
this song and by all that I 
have done wrong, I will make 
it all up to thee. I saw a 
beggar leaning on his wooden 
crutch. He said to me, "You 
shouldn't ask for so much." 
And a pretty woman kneeling 
in her darkened door, 
screamed out to me, "Why not 
ask for more?" Like a bird on 
a wire, like a drunk at some 
midnight choir, I have tried 
in my way to be free.