What is this life we call free?
Free as a kite
without strings,
without strings,
flying over the sea
with wings,
with wings,
free as a firefly
on a breeze.
on a breeze.
Free knowing real peace,
released into a place of grace.
Not weighed down,
all burdens far cast,
given a joy that
will forever last,
will forever last,
made to surpass
all of the sorrow
all of the sorrow
found in tomorrow.
Free as a stallion running
in the open land,
in the open land,
free as an eagle in a canyon,
as a captain taking action,
guided by the power of the wind.
Free in a glorious run,
free as if life just begun.
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