(by Leonard Cohen) Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song And by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, He said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir have tried in my way to be free. © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC (Recorded and published by permission)
Robert Deeble Seattle, Washington
"Beautiful music for the sake of beautiful music" Seattle Weekly
"Deeble's authentic lyrics, along with stunning instrumental arrangements, make this album one of his strongest"
"Few of his albums are more intimately honest than Heart like Feathers..." Stereo Inversion
"I'm not sure I'd want to start rowing toward a deserted island without it." BLURT (9 out of 10 Stars)
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