Songbird in a golden cage She'd prefer the blue How I crave the liquor of her song Poor bird who has done no harm What harm could she do She shall be my prisoner her life long My songbird wants her freedom Now don't you think I know But I can't find it in myself To let my songbird go I just can't let her go
O lord, when your jeweler's eye Peers into my soul O lord, I am overcome with shame Take me lord and purify Heal me with a word Lord, I beg a gift I dare not claim
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