Free

by Rattlehead   Apr 9, 2007


I want to be free
But I'm trapped
Can't hear and can't see
This darkness imprisoning me
I want to see the gold of light
And green of the grass
I want to hear sweet music
The songs of birds
And melody of water
I will brake free
To feel the kiss of the wind
And warmth of the sun
They shall comfort me
Like a child in the mothers arms
So I can know what it means to be free

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