Sorrow 

        BIRD, FREE BIRD, WHY DO YOU SING SUCH SWEET SORROW
        YOU GIVE ALL, FOR LOVE, AND SELL  YOUR SOUL TO INSTINCT
        WATCH, AS WITH ALL HIS HEART HE CRIES FOR LOVE
        THE CALL  OF NATURE, UNCHANGED, UNBLEMISHED UNLIKE, ... US
        WE, SELL OUR SOUL TO SEARS, CLIMBING HIGH NOT ON NOTES
        BUT THE MOUNTAINS, THE MOUNTAINS, MOUNTAINS OF LOVE,
        MOUNTAINS OF STUFF,
        STUFF, BLOODY STUFF, THE SWEET SORROW OF MANKIND
        HUMAN  CHAINED HUMAN WHY DO YOU SING SUCH SORROW.
         

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