Texty: Dark New Day. Twelve Year Silence. Free.

Can you live without a one red cent?
Can a little true heart really pay the rent? No
It'll take a lot of give to get
All the money you've spent it's a game of pressure, so

Put a little on the back of someone else
'Cause another problem just to ease yourself
Can't you see that it's coming back around?
And when it comes back it'll drive you farther down
Drive you farther down

Free, now are you?
Is it life that holds us down?
Free, how are you?
When I'm stuck here on the ground

Can you fly without your wings on board?
Seems pretty unfair to end up on the floor
Paying for a crime you weren't charged for
Alive in a world that always wants more

Is it any wonder that you're falling back
Inside the pattern that defines all you lack?
Don't you want to get into your car
And get out of this town?
Get out of this town

Free, now are you?
Is it life that holds us down?
Free, how are you?
When I'm stuck here on the ground
When I'm stuck here on the ground

It's all about the wrong thing
If it doesn't make your heart sing
But it couldn't be the right place
With those tears upon your face

Free, now are you?
Is it life that holds us down?
Free, how are you?
When I'm stuck here on the ground
The ground

Free, now are you?
Free, now are you?
Free, now are you?
Free, now are you?
Free, now are you?