this is free
nothing I can do can take that fact away from me
blind but now I see
pine for some release
how perfect it would be
sing a tune, have a room to bloom
and feed the changing of a changing mind, but
Money’s got is cold hard hands
on the reins that run to shackles
tearing apart at the seems of my dreams
well get me
nothing I can do to drive away its whispered screams
now it’s part of me
is anyone born free?
how perfect that could be
spit a rhyme; tap my foot in time,
to the changing of the changing time, but
Money’s got is cold hard hands
on the reins that run to shackles
tearing apart at the seems of my dreams
credits
from the Lucid,
released February 4, 2011
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