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