Album: Church of the Falling Rain
From this cage
Some call my home
I see the world
That I used to roam
And something still
Within me sings
A faded bird
With folded wings
I long to fly
Where the four winds blow
But the savage years
Have laid me low
Yet somewhere hope
Eternal springs
In a faded bird
With folded wings
I'll beat my wings
Against these bars
Till they release me
To the sun, moon and stars
Or until death
To Heaven brings
This faded bird
With folded wings