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Unformatted text preview: The free bird thinks of another breeze And the trade winds soft through The sighing trees And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright Lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream His wings are clipped and his feet are tied So he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with A fearful trill of things unknown But longed for still and his Tune is heard on the distant hill For the caged bird sings of freedom....
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This note was uploaded on 02/01/2010 for the course UTL 341R taught by Professor Lagrone during the Fall '09 term at University of Texas at Austin.
- Fall '09
- I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, The Caged Bird