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Free No more stress. No more cares. I am closing the door and descending the stairs, and you could never see me walking away so soon. No more nights. No more drinks. No more flashing the lights to your father in winks. No me, and no more tales to tell to the fool to be. Free (for one day) he thinks he's free (from today) but he can't see he can't be free. Hello sun. Morning sky. I am tasting the day and it tastes like a pie of joy. It's Christmas Eve and I am a little boy. No more wars. No more schemes. I've abandoned the chains that were binding my dreams. I'm out and I just want to run through a field and shout. Free (for one day) he thinks he's free (from today) but he can't see he can't be free. |