freedom, may our feet learn to smile
may our feet learn to smile
the hands to walk
the eyes to caress
the heart to perceive the scents
the ears to see the colors
may the stomach learn to savor
the taste of the crisp air in the first hour of the morning
the lungs to breathe the tranquility of the last shadows of the evening
maybe all maybe one maybe none of these distortions
on the line of space and time
but freedom
freedom
of dreaming about being able to sing it
write it, ingrave it in the wind
nothing else we ask
under this gray suburban sky
nothing else
but freedom
freedom of dreaming inside out
upside down
top to bottom high and low
little and much
and ever more
freedom
freedom
nothing else we ask
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the hands to walk
the eyes to caress
the heart to perceive the scents
the ears to see the colors
may the stomach learn to savor
the taste of the crisp air in the first hour of the morning
the lungs to breathe the tranquility of the last shadows of the evening
maybe all maybe one maybe none of these distortions
on the line of space and time
but freedom
freedom
of dreaming about being able to sing it
write it, ingrave it in the wind
nothing else we ask
under this gray suburban sky
nothing else
but freedom
freedom of dreaming inside out
upside down
top to bottom high and low
little and much
and ever more
freedom
freedom
nothing else we ask
© All Rights Reserved