All I see is my newfound friend and all the things she grants me Freedom is not among those things and freedom is by no means free This is where it all begins, begins to stretch and part If we were to be changing things I wouldn’t know were to start
I just want to sail away from it all Freedom is impossible, this I know I can’t find it in no bedroom or wherever it is I’m running high I never did find it...by anyone’s side
So this is where it all begins, the nutbolt tied around me Now that I’ve found this big love and sometimes worked in its company Yes, I’ve become aware by the air that I display An hour is just the smallest of nations The next day I go on lightly and live it less within my limitations