The Low Anthem - Cage the songbird

^EmGod ^Gcage the ^Csongbird Be^Gfore the ^Emfeathers run ^Dbrown ^EmGod ^Gbar the ^Cwindows That ^Emwe may though ^Dhollow be ^Gsound

And this ^Emisland shall be ^Cshackled to her ^Gwaters ^EmHere we vow ^Cnever to ^Dchange ^EmHere we will ^Cstand at last for ^Gsomething With ^Emno de^Dsire to pre^Gtend

^EmSend up our ^Cprayers to gilded ^Gidols With their ^Emnames etched in ^Cheartwood of ^Dpalm And ^Emscatter the ^Cashes of the ^Gcontracts Their ^Emfreedom so ^Dhollow a ^Gsong

^EmGod ^Gcage the ^Csongbird Be^Gfore the ^Emfeathers run ^Dbrown ^EmGod ^Gbar the ^Cwindows That ^Emwe may though ^Dhollow be ^Gsound

Now the ^Emstreet lamp will be ^Ctethered to her ^Gstation As the ^Empoor man is ^Ctethered to the ^Dflesh As a ^Emwise man will be ^Ctethered to his ^Gwisdom As the ^Emmother is ^Dtethered to her ^Gcrèche

Was your ^Emhunger your ^Cawareness of sal^Gvation As your ^Emchances go ^Cslipping to the ^Dpast Are you ^Emtortured by the ^Cchanging of the ^Gseasons? And ^Emeach grain of ^Dsand in the ^Gglass

^EmGod ^Gcage the ^Csongbird Be^Gfore the ^Emfeathers run ^Dbrown ^EmGod ^Gbar the ^Cwindows That ^Emwe may though ^Dhollow be ^Gsound

^EmGod ^Gcage the ^Csongbird Be^Gfore the ^Emfeathers run ^Dbrown ^EmGod ^Gbar the ^Cwindows That ^Emwe may though ^Dhollow be ^Gsound