Free
Follow maps in the constellations
Chartered by my inebriation
Stumbling on the cold hard ground
I'm sailing through the clouds
The greens and browns are passed all around
And I'm free
To be whatever I wanna be
And I see
I see whatever I wanna see
Hollow cracks in my concentration
Canyons to my destination
Mumbling like my soul's unbound
I'm trying to have a lie
But go sky diving greeting Poseidon
I'm free
To be whatever I wanna be
And I see
I see whatever I wanna see
I'm free
To be whatever I wanna be
And I see
I see whatever I wanna see
Writer/s: Ten Small
