Swimming In A Cage

I waited 'till the morning
To put my pen to use
I wrote it out a hundred times
But it never seemed as true
As when I stumbled home
And felt the words upon my lips
You grabbed me by my arms
And smelled the liquor in my truth
I said, «I'm swimming in a cage…»
The morning grows in silence
And I watched it fill the room
Earlier than dawn
You crept into the kitchen’s light
You always were an early bird
And I was always tired
So I laid in bed alone, awake
And thought about the coming day
I said, «I'm swimming in a cage»
«I'm swimming in a cage…»
I folded up my page
And left it by the kitchen sink
Where I knew that you would find it
When you came back from the yard
You’d be setting down the basket
Full of apples from the tree
And with two hands you would open up my letter
And begin to read:
«I'm swimming in a cage…»
«And I don’t want you drowning»
And as my boots turned up dust
I just hoped for understanding