Teach me again.
I promise i’ll really listen, i promise i’ll be quiet.
Repeat that song.
The one you used to sing when i was tired.
I was so young the last time i heard it.
I was so young when you died.
So young to remember your smile, or your smell.
Sing me that song, sing me your story.
Because no one was listening to you the day you died.
I couldn’t go to your funeral, i was so little.
They let me eat a lot of candy that day, i don’t remember being sad.
I don’t remember your face, only that you loved birds.
That you kept them outside a cage and still they stayed.
That they loved you back.
Sing me that song,
Because all the memories are gone now that i know you were unhappy.
Sing me that song, the real one.
All your birds are now dead, we grew up, no one will judge.
Sing the truth about you, about your screaming mind, the long nights, about everything.
Open up your cage, you’re free to go.