Searching for a way out
Running in circles
Cage after Cage
Hideous face and hands in my mouth
Hunting for the ugly in me
Saying the things i don’t want to say
Staring down over my mistakes
Why do i run?
The moon comes up
The moon goes down
This is to inform you
That I didn’t die young
Age swept past me
But I caught up
Spring has begun here and each day
Brings new birds up from Mexico
Yesterday I got a call from the outside
World but I said no in thunder
I was a dog on a short chain
And now there’s no chain