• Fish in a Birdcage

    Rule #4 - Fish in a Birdcage

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I'm a fish inside a birdcage
My brother always sings me songs
With his beak he tries to soothe me
He makes me feel that I belong
 
He has a wild imagination
And tells me things that must be true
Like there's a world where I can take flight
where I can freely move
 
So carry me from these walls,
Brother of mine,
Show me this world outside,
It has to be true,
I'm counting on you,
To be my wings and my eyes
 
As I breathe into our silence
There's a voice that comforts me
It's a voice of understanding
It's the voice of empathy
 
Wings of feathers, tails and fin tips
We feel the world so differently
You brought me more than I could ask for
indistinguishability
 
So Carry me from these walls,
Brother of mine,
Show me this world outside,
It has to be true,
I'm counting on you,
To be my wings and my eyes
 

 

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