If we do not learn to change We have, already lost I have traveled So far to find So little, meaning In tragedy,or tragedy In, the search for, meaning Dark clouds have lead me here Confined, freedom

Back to the river Aras Liar, Killer, Demon Freedom, Freedom, Free, Free Resting on the mountainside We have learned that you have no Can you feel their haunting presence? They have returned Honor, Murderer, Sodomizer Someone's blank stare deemed it

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

And do you think you deserve your freedom There's no justice in the world Throw it all away Lets lose ourselves Cause there's no one left for us to blame Its a shame we're all dying How could you send us all far away from home When you know damn well

There's better living Let them go their way To that new living I won't ever stray 'Cause this is heaven to me When I hear them say Long as freedom grows I want to seek it If it's yes or no

Why'd you lie? Why'd you lie The very first rule That you learned in school Was that you shouldn't try to fool The people you're close to And now you're almost full grown I really should've known If I left you on your own

Isn't it madness he can't be mine But in the end, he needs a little more than before Security, he needs his fantasy and freedom I know him so well Nothing is so good it lasts eternally Perfect situations must go wrong But this has never yet prevented me

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) Old dogs sleeping at your feet I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves I'm for questions I'm for freedom Celebrating every season For what it's worth I'm against the days When the skies stay bummer-grey

I breathe the air of freedom Everyone is doing their best to destroy it Simplicity's forgotten And we all drill the ground I stand free I refuse to be surrounded The stones and dust bite hostile Devours flesh and bone The weakest lost in hatred