Tim Lemmens: Lyrics

Fences Tim Lemmens ©2009 RW Music

I was born in a field with a hen on my head
And the first thing I heard was the rooster who said
“Boy he’s ugly and better off left here for dead…”
But the hen just got ruffled and loved me instead

I was not like the other chicks there on the yard
But I learned how to blend in, though it was quite hard
I was bigger and clumsier and always on guard
But the hen said I was stronger and smarter by far

Chorus:
Tell me the truth, am I destined for more
To be trapped by these fences is humbling for sure
But I hear them whisper and laugh through the door
I’m just wondering if there’s anything more
I’m just wondering if there’s anything more

I struggled to peck at the grain on the ground
When I noticed a field mouse, mousin’ around
Surprised by my stealth and the hunger I found
I fought with my conscience and swallowed him down

I spun in the thrill of my stunning success
I was hungry for more, couldn’t settle for less
I’m a monster compelled by the tearing of flesh
And I secretly wondered if chickens taste best

- chorus -

Climbing now to end my pain
Standing on the weather vain
Look what I’ve become, look at these talons
Look how hideous my beak is curved
Here me cry, watch me fall, and don’t forget
Don’t forget my wings . . . don’t forget my wings

Chorus:
To tell you the truth, we’re all destined for more
To be trapped by these fences, deception for sure
An when you hear them whisper and laugh through the door
Just remember that they’re longing for more
Just remember they’re longing for more

I was born in a field with a hen on my head
And the first thing I heard was the rooster who said
“Boy he’s ugly and better off left here for dead…”
But the rooster was jaded by what he’d been fed

I flew back to the barnyard to visit the hen
But the chicken’s weren’t clucking or stuck in their pens
They had all flown the coop on a warm summer’s wind
It was said they had learned how to dream again
And something about an eagle within . . .