All over the world
The little birds stop singing
Morning comes through the trees
But they are gone
Maybe they’re fast asleep somewhere or tired
Or finally forgotten the song
Year after year they disappear from the valley
Year after year they disappear from the high plains
Mothers still cry
But after a while
No one’s searching
Just a faded sign in the rain
Another day goes by in this strange age
Are they gone or do they hide from the rage
Or do they wake one day
With the sunrise
So tired
Born in a cage
All over the world
The little birds stop singing
Are they gone or do they hide
In the eaves
All that I know is
More and more are disappearing
They don’t say goodbye
And no one sees them leave
Another day goes by
In this strange age
Are they gone or do they hide from the rage
Or do they wake one day
With the sunrise
So tired
So tired
Born in a cage