Cut between two pieces of cloth do I see the world?
My eyes are all you see like two gypsies in the night
Can you see me brother,
Can you know my dreams and wish them dead
Can you see me through loving eyes and wish this custom to be my life
To have this be my life and not say a word
Can you continue to hold your tongue when the rocks hit me because my chains were not put on?
Can you continue to hold your peace when I have never known mine?
Oh brother, can you still watch me as I am lost in the crowd
Can you still place me in this cage and say you are up holding my honor
Would honor not be to give me freedom?
Would honor not be to give me the same opportunity as you have to live life?
To live life without any regrets brother
To live past these two pieces of cloth and know nothing other then what I am told
Can you still place me in this cage and say you are protecting me?
Can protection cause pain?
Can you not see these scars in my eyes?
Can you not see who I could be ... if only given the chance?