Rest your wings, cage-bound bird
Some day you'll be free to explore the world
Mental notes outside the dmv
Two car lengths, 10 and 2, don't peel out this time
New adventures fill her dreams
West Coast road trips, Florida beaches, and the New York skyline
Ready your wings, nesting bird
Soon you'll be free to explore the world
Transition:
But days slip away
Running in place
Starting to believe
There's no room for dreams
Pre-packaged lives
The daily grind
Part 2:
Stuck once again in routine
Early rise, commute ride, 9-to-5, overtime
Far too spent to live the dream
A tiring week and a bleak retreat, a dry Manhattan spill on ruffled sheets
Mend your wings, fallen bird
You can find your way and explore the world
She says she can wait a few years more
But it's getting hard to ignore
The trail of feathers on the-
High-rise elevator ascends
A measured tower of clockwork success, battered by the winds of regret
Blue sky view from a metal desk
Panic races through her mind looking through the window from the other side
Spread your wings, long lost bird
There's still time to explore the world
She says she can wait a few years more
But it's getting harder to ignore
The trail of feathers on the