He wore a suit of morning grey, not a thought did he betray
And he moved inside the human tide at the end of his working day
Off the train and up the road, stepping through the door
To find his wife staring at him from across the floor
She said a stranger came today, opened up a silver tray
And he gave me pills to cure all ills, said I'd see things a different way
Now my throat is tight, my heart’s a pounding and my limbs are weak
Voices come from so far away that I can barely speak
Well that night she dreamed strange things as her thoughts they turned in rings
And to the dawn's sky she gave a cry to discover she had grown wings
Shocked she stared into the mirror in the morning gloom
Stretched and watched the white wonder fill the tiny room
Well she got up from her bed raised her wings above her head
And red with shame she cried in vain “Oh I wish that I was dead”
What will all the neighbours say the gossip that they speak
And what will my children think when they see I am a freak
And so soon there came the day for the last act of the play
And the surgeon's eyes still held some surprise at the job that before him lay
Behind a mask someone looked at them and they gave sigh
Wondered what it must be like to have the power to fly
He wore a suit of morning grey not a thought did he betray
And he moved inside the human tide at the end of his working day
But for those trip and those who have to fall
They find however many walls they build they offer no shelter at all