You come to house and you drink my wine
Beside the fire we will talk of old times
Where the young men boast of the dreams come true
And the watery eyes of the old re-new
It's a freedom song
It's been gone so long
Can't be sung by the things we've done
Freedom song
And it won't take long
So come on come on come on
Sing the freedom song
And the bitch dog ticks with incessant plot
And the senses fade in this time forgot
We will talk of things the we cannot be
And cross the threshold of symmetry
It's a freedom song
It's been gone so long
Can't be sung by the things we've done
Freedom song
And it won't take long
So come on come on come on
Sing the freedom song

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