She's Not a Bird, And its Not a Golden Cage

Invisible bars real as steel
surround my baby
He clipped wings and other things
to keep her maybe

For a time the only crime
was in keeping her there
Now that has grown become overblown
with the hatred you bear

Angel she aint neither virgin not saint
and none of us are
Just look in the mirror answer is clearer
then look in your heart

Open your eyes see what you despise
is contained within
Pretend to be right continue the fight
you know you cant win

I was just going past but I see it cant last
youre going to fall
Im standing with her till you become a blur
tumbling off your own wall.