Freedom Isn't Easy
Freedom isn't easy
In the dusty streets, where resistance meets
The immovable obstacle
There's a warning written, on a clay wall
No one reads it anymore
In a dry land covered in sand
There's a shrouded tent with no floor
Eyes are gleaming, fanatic's screaming
What are our defences for
Wise men look to the skies and say
All good men should begin to pray
Kings and consorts plan their escape
Leaving the ruins of the land they made
High in the blue an eagle flies
No one disturbs the empty sky
Freedom isn't easy
Freedom isn't easy
No, I said, freedom isn't easy
You could try
Let them try
Freedom isn't easy
Freedom isn't easy
Writer/s: Terence McCullagh
