You asked me if I live without her I choke on my reply Let the blind man at the mirror spin his lie And I’m damned if I don’t try Damned if I don’t try But no matter what I say It doesn’t go Away at all and I am still unable to get free And I’ve never been afraid Of a consequence that I could have made But having to admit this one has me And so the tiger’s got his toe And the only way to holler is by letting go Still unable to get free With cork and wax I try my best To spackle in the hole The inevitable aging of my soul And my heart it gets so tired It’s my heart and it gets so tired It’s just a trace to track the pain The beat that I Sustain for hoping and I am still unable to get free And I’ve never been afraid Of a consequence that I could have made But having to admit this one has me And so the tiger’s got his toe And the only way to holler is by letting go Still unable to get free … I see connections … In my contention … That I can see redemption Through the bars Of this cage… And I don’t know what to do I don’t know what to do For accepting sight unseen So desperately I Dream of some day when I won’t be unable to get free And I’ve never been afraid Of a consequence that I could have made But having to accept this one has me And so the tiger’s got his toe And the only way to holler is by letting go Still unable to get free And I’ve never been afraid Of a consequence that I could have made But having to admit this one has me And so the tiger’s got his toe And the only way to holler is by letting go Still unable to get free