Ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa!
Sever me from the ties that bind ever so tight
For this is my time to roam
(They curse and they say I won't be OK)
But I, I don't mind to burn all the bridges down
Jumping off toward solid ground
Ground, oh, oh, ooh
Picking up pieces of these lives (in this empty wasteland)
I'm poking at the traps like when the trainers tamed me
I jump through their flaming hoops and tremble at their cries
All hope denied
(They won't allow me to roam)
The crowd gathers at my feet
(They won't allow me to roam)
Oh, circling back toward the meet
They won't allow me to go
To go home with my pride and my cubs
And the endless breeze in my mane
Sever my strings and cut the wires off my arms
So I can finally see how it feels to walk
(To step is too much at first glance) so I'll just stand up real tall
I will touch my toes today if you teach me how to pray
Oh lord, oh
Swatting those flies off my brow, taking an endless walk
Across the vast lands, they shoot me in plain sight
And I scramble up a tree
They won't allow me to roam
(Vultures circling overhead)
They won't allow me to roam
(Parched bellies are distended)
We belong to no one
Refugees sing those elegies of the softly spoken deaths
Creeping around their sunken eye sockets
Sever me from their trials, their pricking and prodding
I'm stuck inside these four white walls
Singing a melody of my lost youth
But no one hears what my kind has bequeathed
With their lab coats, their needles and their rules
Hands on my feet no longer walk
Whoa, ah, ah, ooh
(They curse and they say I won't be OK)
But I don't mind to burn all the bridges down
Jumping off toward solid ground
Oh, whoa, oh, ooh