It wasn't me
Neither you nor us
How great could we
If we tried to be free
Our hands never touched
Yet it felt like a cage I couldn't escape
I've clutched many games—but this
This can't be more anticlimactic
The birds wouldn't agree
I owe them so many rants
As I shouted my very soul to the open lands
I tried to be free
Under the blue sky
I hope there's us
So great—could we
If it wasn't me
— but it was me