It's burning on your skin like the sun,
It calms and frees your troubled mind,
Flies like a bird as if all was done.
Liberty is your voice of choice,
You can be free on the outside,
While the inside struggles to rejoice,
The joy that vanishes like a tide.
Freedom is like running the race,
When the cars can't use the road,
Not only your dreams you chase,
But, getting rid of that heavy load.
The load you've been carrying for years,
The stuff that has been stuck in your mind,
The pain pouring down your tears,
After all you're one of a kind.
True freedom is in your head,
You dive in head first,
Don't be stopped by what they said,
Freedom in your mind will quench your thirst.
Free Like a Bird
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