#38 BIRD ON A WIRE
Like a bAird on the wEire,
like a drAunk in a midnight chDoir
I have tAried in my wEay to be frAsus4eeA
Like a wAorm on a hEook,
Alike a knight from some old-fashDioned book
I have sAaved all my riEbbons for thAsus4eeA
DIf I, if I have been unkAind
I hhope that you can just let it go bAy
DIf I, if I have been untrAue,
hI hope you know it was never to yEou.
Like a baby stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone
who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
DI saw a beggar leaning on his wooden Acrutch
He hsaid to me, "You must not ask for so Amuch."
DAnd a pretty woman leaning in her darkened Adoor,
hShe cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for Emore?"
Like a bAird on the wEire,
Alike a drunk in a midnDight choir
I have trAied in my wEay to be frDeeA