Pack up and leave! (With Audio)

You caused me anxiety
In the noon of my life
I have had to consider you
In more ways than one
To fly beyond my cage.
Peeping at the world
Through a little window
Of disjointed joints
All I see is half blooms
Half of the moon
Reading half of the yellow sun
Through half of a lopsided smile
With half of me
Did I not cajole you
Did I not implore you
With the most powerful name
Did I not decorate you, with balm
Did I not change your buttons, and screws
Arthritis, pack up and leave
I have to dance on tree tops

Bose