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Pretty Little Bird Sits Perfect and Still

Pretty little bird sitting in her cage
So perfect and pretty
sitting still
Watching the other birds laugh and play
Thinking to herself maybe one day
Days gone by and years move on
Looking through the bars, she waits so long 
Waits for someone to open her cage
Open the lock, open the door
Waits for someone, waits for more
Pretty little bird sits
perfect and still 
Cause good little birds fly free someday
They float through the sky 
Up so high 
Floating so high
Floating so high
Pretty little bird sits
perfect and still
So many years, unbridled fears, soft flowing tears
Waiting, waiting, waiting
Waiting, waiting, waiting
Pretty little bird slowly breathes
Slowly sees how to fly free
Pretty little bird lies
perfect and still
Her last breath flows 
And she can finally see 
The invisible cage
The one she made
The one she created 
The one she hated
Pretty little bird is finally free
She’s finally free
Flying so high 
Up so high 
Forever and ever 
And ever in time
Forever and ever
To peaceful sublime
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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