Birds in the Cage

Stranger than madness
 The exile of night
 The slow steady turning
 Of that lonely flight
 I gotta get up face the morning
 Sweet daylight again
 Surrender to knowing
 My faded to pretend
 Could it be, could it be, could it be
 That we are always somewhat close to breaking?
 Could it be, could it be, could it be
 That we're the birds in the cage, just masquerading?
 Oh, nobody knows the way that I've been hurting
 Could it be, could it be, could it be
 That we are sitting up against the same rose?
 And that is crazy no more, ohh-ohh, ohh-oh-oh
 A stranger to silence
 The air as it rests
 Slow rise and falling
 On my beating chest
 Everything now turns to a bad thing
 And who's gonna know
 The way I taught you
 As I let you go? (Go, go, go...)
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 As I let you go (go, go, go...)
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 Could it be, could it be, could it be
 That we are always somewhat close to breaking? (Breaking, breaking, breaking)
 Could it be, could it be, could it be
 That we're the birds in the cage, just masquerading? (Rading, rading, rading, rading)
 Oh, nobody knows the way that I've been hurting
 Could it be, could it be, could it be
 That we are sitting up against the same rose?
 And that is crazy no more, ohh-ohh, ohh-oh-oh