Your pink parakeet still waits for you to free herSo I've kept this cage closed tightly when I feed herYour room is locked up solid and the key's here 'round my neckYour soul and property I still protectNo this world won't understand you or accept youYou'll need someone just like me to hold the wolves at bayI love you like a sculptor loves his chistle and his stoneHow can you go with all the love I've shownI've invested many precious hours of trainingYour poise, your grace, your youthful face is fadingAnd without me you will falter, and confuse and soon go blindI know what scares you there inside your mindNow without you to advise I'm feeling weakerThis game's no fun to play without a teacherAnd without my guide and councel you will surely die aloneI demand you back, look at the love I've shownNow I've never been unfaithful 'til this momentYou've made me now investigate my lifeMy scars and stitches shown, I've been stripped now to the boneLook what you've done with all the love I've shownNow what word, maybe somewhere will finally trip you?How cool of you to do this thing to meAnd I know you'll always fail, I always didBut I hold no grudge or groanHow could I now, with all the love I've shownWith all the love I've shown
Stan Ridgway
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