Come undo me gently
For I am sure to rust
Don't you cry
And don't you worry
Cause all that's been is done

If you should find
That the cost of your freedom
Has climbed way too high
And you'd pay for a reason
To be alive

Flat spin on re-entry
Dizzy glazed unfixed
I can't take the horn of plenty
The eagle bangs his wing

Has climbed way too high
And you'd pay for a reason
To be alive

If you should find
That the cost of your freedom
Has climbed way too high
And you'd pay for a reason
To be alive

If you should find
that the cost of your wisdom
seems to deny everything that you wished for
Still you're alive