
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?"