Из альбома: A Thousand Last Chances
Freedom, yes it sounds very sweet now
But silence, like chains around my feet
Nobody to lean on, when times they get rough
So if this is freedom, then freedom seems tough
All those demons, who exist all around us
Pushing for freedom, with evil intent
I tell them to dream on, I won't give them the pleasure
So baby let's beat them all now by not letting them thru
Is this the truth and nothing but the truth so, help me love?
Do I read this right or is something in disguise, high above?