Johanna:   Green finch, and linnet bird,   Nightingale, blackbird,   How is it you sing?   How can you jubilate   sitting in cages   never taking wing?   Outside the sky waits   beckoning!   Beckoning!   Just beyond the bars...   How can you remain    staring at the rain   maddened by the stars?   How is it you sing   anything?   How is it you sing?   My cage has many rooms   damask and dark...   Nothing there sings,   not even my lark.   Larks never will, you know,   when they're captive.   Teach me to be more   adaptive.   Ah.....   Green Finch, and Linnet Bird,   nightingale, blackbird,   teach me how to sing.   If I cannot fly...   Let me sing.