Great Days Of Freedom

So far away you bear me close

so I can try to go back

Just yesterday you taught me

how to lift my hands and unpack

We are all fools that needs the help

from all of people we have met

But now I'm here you're there

and everything is standing on air

We call ourselves some things

that we would probably

rather not hear

We are just fools that needs the

Space to call us back

into place again

We just had to be called from

Every big calls for

Every refection

But I am so thirsty

We are all tirtsy

In the great days of freedom

We just had to be called from

Every big calls for

Every refection

But I am so thirsty

We are all tirtsy

In the great days of freedom