Special thanks to:
Ben Whitten - Guitar

Bird In The Hand

Words & Music by
John Masarone

Give me something I would die 
Give me something and I'll give more 
I'm not a soldier in a cold war 
Fight for something I could live for 

Won't you let me be 
Why don't you let me be 

Don't want another complication 
I didn't know your reputation 
Don't like the scene and what it's turned out to be 
You've got to realize that you're not the only one 

So set me free 
Why don't you set me free 

For every bird in the hand 
there's two in the bush 

I'm so far from where I wanted to be 
A decade off that is certain to me 
Don't you chain me down your sure and safe society clown 
because I'm not the one 

I've accepted the uncertainty 
with the option of insanity 
Disregarded like an old shoe worn 
down so much that I can hardly run 

So let me be 
Why don't you let me be 

Give me something I would die for 
Give me something and I'll give more 
Why not something that is certain to me 
Make me realize I'm the only one 

Or set me free 
Why don't you set me free 

For every bird in the hand 
If there's a bird in the hand 
there's two in the bush