The birdie just can't fly
It wants to go every bone of it
It can't wait to take its wings
For the open space calling
Now it is hazy
It doesn't care
It wants to fly
Be free in the wild
Let the birdie fly
Along the garden flying low
It can't take up to the sky
A danger if it is this way
Back to the bird's cage
Stretching wings and legs
Chirping for its parenting birds
Across the street watching every move
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