House of Diamonds - Bowerbirds

One morning you wake to find

You are shackled to your bed

And bound and gagged

Oh my, what a predicament

And further, further on

The day grows long

And your sister marries a nice young man

And they build a house of diamonds

But the sun is snuffed by the curtains

Can someone come untie you?

But there is too much work to do

Yes, they all admire you

You are free

You are already free

You are already free

You are free from the greed of your culture

You are free from the lust for the luster

Of the diamond houses in the city’s cluster

From your own ego, from your own blunder

Yes, you own the stars, you own the thunder

But you have to share it all

Yes, you own the stars, you own the thunder

But you have to share

You are free

You are already free

You are already free