Pigeon
You're safe while you're a pigeon,
they throw you popcorn and stale bread
You're the domesticated animal
with no wings inside your head
They tie strings around your leg,
letting you believe they really care
You think you can fly as far as you want
but, you're just their kite flapping on the air
I saw you land in the park again,
as you walk the gutter too
You certainly think you're as free as a bird,
never knowing you're really their coup
Yes, you're safe while you're a pigeon,
until your mind grows wings
To remember you have a human soul
and its time to cut the strings
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