Bird Gone Wild - Bedouine

Daddy was an electrician, fingers to the bone

Mama was a seamstress, stitched everything she owned

Crossing the Atlantic, a dream over the tide

Soldiers, we were ready there, approaching the front line

Don’t let me down

I’m beating 'round a cage like a bird gone wild

Come back around

Strong hands, pull back the wire

Strange thoughts and images of what awaited me

My mind was painting pictures only I could see

A traitor, I was too far gone and belonged to either side

Now I’m alone, they return way behind the tide

Don’t let me down

I’m beating 'round a cage like a bird gone wild

Come back around

Strong hands, pull back the wire

Don’t let me down

I’m beating 'round a cage like a bird gone wild

Come back around

Strong hands, pull back the wire

Don’t let me down

I’m beating 'round a cage like a bird gone wild

Come back around

Strong hands, pull back the wire

Pull back the wire