Free
No more stress.
No more cares.
I am closing the door
and descending the stairs,
and you
could never see me
walking away
so soon.
No more nights.
No more drinks.
No more flashing the lights
to your father in winks.
No me,
and no more tales to
tell to the fool
to be.
Free (for one day)
he thinks he's
free (from today)
but he can't
see he can't be free.
Hello sun.
Morning sky.
I am tasting the day
and it tastes like a pie
of joy.
It's Christmas Eve and
I am a little
boy.
No more wars.
No more schemes.
I've abandoned the chains
that were binding my dreams.
I'm out
and I just want to
run through a field
and shout.
Free (for one day)
he thinks he's
free (from today)
but he can't
see he can't be free.
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