Cage On The Ground

Another dreamer steps on to the stage

He sings his hope and his fear and his rage

As the applause from the crowd starts to fade

He hears them swallow the key to his cage

Welcome to the machine

It's a currency generator

And then it's a guillotine

A mirror held up to your own behavior

I'm gonna take my bow

And disappear into the sound

I'm leaving my cage on the ground

When I take my bow (take my bow)

I want you to come to the ground

See my feet falling down from the clouds

The dreamer dances inside of his cage

All his music and words are the same

But in the moment he exits the stage

You hear him whisper a prayer for the frames

Welcome to the machine

It's a currency generator

And then it's a guillotine

A mirror held up to your own behavior

I'm gonna take my bow

And disappear into the sound

I'm leaving my cage on the ground

When I take my bow (take my bow)

I want you to come to the ground

See my feet falling down from the clouds

When they distinguish your name

It may extinguish your flame

I'm gonna take my bow

And disappear into the sound

I'm leaving my cage on the ground

When I take my bow (take my bow)

I want you to come to the ground

See my feet falling down from the clouds

When they distinguish your name

I'm leaving my cage on the ground

It may extinguish your flame

I'm leaving my cage on the ground

So trade those ashes for a cry