Rick Fink

Lyrics

A Perfect Cage

Beyond the monkey's brain,
Uncoils the cosmic chain.
The light behind his eyes,
Reveals the soul inside.

A man can be enslaved,
From cradle to the grave.
When buckled by the strain,
He's taught to be ashamed.
Unsettled by his need.
Embittered by his greed.
He's locked in a perfect cage.

The sound the monkey makes,
Foretells the bough that breaks.
As he climbs toward the sky,
And dreams that he may fly.

Beware the monkey sage.
He fills up every page,
With words that light a fire,
And squash his own desire.