Living Death
1981
My bars are your mind,
And my cage is so cold
I stretch my wings,
And they shatter as they bend
Crippled and lame,
I decay into rust
What is this death,
That I am living for so long?
Living Life
1981
The sky is no barrier,
To those who gaze upward
I stretch my wings,
And they reach for the stars
Alive and full of wonder,
I soar into the infinite
With wings I fly free,
And so, my love, must you be.
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