Here I am free from what has been crippling me
Nothing in the way and have been enjoying only my own company 
Alone but never lonely, beholden to this peace within me 
Yet some things just don't go away, do they? 

Here I am free and here I go fly 
Flapping my wings, trying to soar as high  
Yet, the harder I try, the louder I have to cry 
Oh! Must there always a thunder from that one particular sky?

Rumbling and rumbling the sky finally gave in and so here comes the pouring rain 
Soaked and exhausted, I am recognizing a familiar chain
"Wait, am I not free again?"