Free Cee Do Not Read Me No One Listened To Led Zeppelin At First

OF THEE I WING Certain people claim that I am free Ain’t that a god damned gas? I assure you that being as un-free as me Is a predominate pain in the a*s It ain’t right Restricting my flight And I’ll tell you who I hold responsible for having grounded my wings I blame people like you Who pluck my proudest and strongest feathers One by one So I may never again near the sun Every feather gone with yet another lock and key Yes, I blame you For hindering me You not only block my path You block the sun The orb this bird is never, once again to near I fear And the pertinent fact is predicated on a predictable preponderance of the evidence And the fact is that I bother no one when I take to flight Too long, for you, before the day was dissolved by night As if waiting fifteen or twenty minutes will avoid some horrid accident of fate So guard well that path of quarried slate And make sure to lock that gate Yeah yeah, I know all about it I’m wrong in some capacity Well you can talk ad infinitude But I will always question your veracity And remember, you can’t be decidedly deafened whenever a bluebird sings And thank you very much for wounding my once wondrous wings! © 2012…copyright PHREEPOETREE..~free cee!~