BIRD ON THE WIRE

Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
Like a worm on the hook
Like a knight bent down in some old-fashioned book
It was the shape, the shape of our own love that twisted me

If I have been unkind, if I have been unkind
I hope you can find a way to let all go right on by
If I have been untrue, if I have been untrue
It's just, I thought a lover had to be some kind a liar too

Like a little baby stillborn
Like a beef with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me

But I swear by this song
I swear by all that I have done wrong
I will make it up, all up to thee

I say, "Don't cry, oh, don't cry, don't cry anymore
It's over now, it's done, it has been paid for"
I say, "Don't cry, don't cry you were always the one
Your heart was you, that this longing was made for"

Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in some old midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free