FIM / END

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like a bird on the wire
like a drunk in a midnight choir
i have tried in my way to be free

like a worm on a hook
like a knight from

some old fashioned book
i have saved all my ribbons

for thee

if i, if i have been unkind
i hope that you can just let it go by
if i, if i have been untrue
i hope you know

it was never to you

like a baby, stillborn
like a beast with his horn
i have torn everyone

who reached out for 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 must not ask for so much"
and a pretty woman

leaning in her darkened door
she cried to me

"hey, why not ask for more?"

oh, like a bird on the wire
like a drunk in a midnight choir
i have tried in my way

to be free

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