Clipped off wings and virtual restraints br A dark, dark place br A chirp-less mouth singing songs in the mind br Only you to hear, only you to know br Base of a dark, dark tree at your sight br surrounded by muddy leaves that came to die br Above you birds fly and fly high br Full of life they are painted in the sky br The Heavens be all the world you want to keep br But you're a fool in your eyes br Your eyes can fool too br Make your own light and you'll pull throughbr br George Paiserbr br