Birdcage

So sad that you took it so badly and acted so madly
I’m so scared like a baby by the morning with sunlight unfolding
Where your eyes have turned red and are holding me inside your story
In the end you’ll have started on a new one of anguish and delusions
He smiles just like a magician who’s just cast his illusions
Of castles and sandstones on the backbeach and bright lights within your reach
The sounds of a warning by the morning of hound dogs coming for me
With the ropes leading back to your knees and you looking straight at me
On your knees in the rain with a basket of flowers just for me
As the bells in the trees up above all swung and rang softly
You said you rang them for me
For me