When the winding ticks,
click in my ear
Air weighs loaded with fear
Once a mild worry has come to a reality,
The devastation runs and makes a castastrophe
We thought we were okay, some thought we flew;
If only we saw what the Blackbird knew.
The Blackbird is chained trapped in a cage
the air comes in brimming hostility.
Clouds attempt to grasp the
Key the master once owned
If the Shadows attempt they Will get Stoned.
Do we need the Key
can we break the cage
Do we need it,
Because Blackbird is on stage
Wait three-four seconds
curtains close.
Might continues more, brains fold
A crack in the cage gave what hope?
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