《song of a caged bird》钢琴谱

I woke up in a spell
Up with the morning dread
Drinking the dregs
Of all my regrets
The years hanging
Above my bed
I woke up in a screen
A pixelated dream
With nothing to choose
And hours to lose
Something was choosing
For me
In another life
We moved outside of time
No one to predict or direct
No trick mirror to inspect
I woke up in a club
A thousand bodies shook
Ain’t no record except
My memory of it
Just an imprint
Under my skin
In another life
We moved outside of time
No one to predict or direct
My next thought or my next step
Or who I left behind
All the ghosts unkind
Or where I slept last night
Who to follow, who to like...
What kind of song would the caged bird be singing?
What kind of life would the caged bird be living?
Too strung out on the screen to see the true light
Flowers bending to the neon light…