Broken Bird - John Cale

Like a broken winged, like a broken bird

She senses every damn thing that’s near her

And nothing in the light of day could see how

Her happiness faded away

Her happiness faded away with the night

Away with the dawn

As the sea faring gun

The fish and the heron

Walking stiffly, the stalker of oblivion

Keep me alive in this

Stars at night

And they shine on you either way

Broken wing on the bird

A broken wing

He did not have to break

Only reading, reading the long signs

And thinking, hell

Where his arm is

Just saying

Could it be I’m just saying the safe thing again

And, Ladies and Gentlemen

Can’t reread on the help

Lend me your fires, 'cause I’m broken winged

Could be anything, anything

Any day, any time or year or month

Satisfied, are you satisfied

Now that you’re satisfied

Done it again