Green finch and linnet bird, nightingale, blackbird, how is it you sing?
How can you jubilate,\Nsitting in cages, never taking wing?
Outside the sky waits,\Nbeckoning, beckoning, just beyond the bars.
How can you remain,\Nstaring at the rain, maddened by the stars?
How is it you sing\Nanything? How is it you sing?
My cage has many rooms,\Ndamask and dark.
Nothing there sings,\Nnot even my lark.
Larks never will, you know,\Nwhen they're captive. Teach me to be more adaptive.
Green finch and linnet bird,\Nnightingale, blackbird,
Teach me how to sing. If I cannot fly,\Nlet me sing.

from "Sweeney Todd" = The Movie