I'm thinking free - like the bird
flying over, over the animals in the zoo.
What's it like to be in there?
You're locked behind wires.
Safe and warm - under house arrest protection
From the wild, wild storm and tempest
Raging here on the outside.
I'm pigeon-friendly as pigeons go.
What's it like to be in there?
Wrong side of the window.
Which one of us will wake
Imprisoned come tomorrow?
Give it due consideration.
Let me in there to be with you.
Composição: Ian Anderson
