Freedom is living as one wishes free from limitations and interference, for freedom is not in the path itself but the will of wanting shall walk you home alone but free
Freedom is living as one wishes free from limitations and interference, it is not found in empty praise not gilded with name that isn’t yours
Freedom is living as one wishes free from limitations and interference, but in a heart that beats its own true song it will be unshackled and untamed beneath every line…
Are you free as you think or merely bounded by unseen chains that have been created by you unwillingly, they can be drearily familiar that worn-out paths where freedom is merely on loan
Are you free as you think or merely bounded by unseen chains that have been created by you unwillingly, with each and every step that quiet voice whispers what they out to do
Are you free as you think or merely bounded by unseen chains that have been created by you unwillingly, yet deep inside a restless soul yearns for something true wanting to be free and alive…
How many of these are self-imposed and many are indeed truly yours, the need to impress, the need to chase and possess their seeds of unrest are sown showing one after the other
How many of these are self-imposed and many are indeed truly yours, the toil of trophies climbs like crowns seeking a summit that is unknown, endless and indefinite
How many of these are self-imposed and many are indeed truly yours, now you know you wear their chains like woven silk mistaking them from gold that isn’t yours to wear…
Who desires to succeed and whose will is truly their own and are self-imposed, they wanted to reach as they grasp, they claim, they take but when is it enough to be truly enough
Who desires to succeed and whose will is truly their own and are self-imposed, each victory feels hollow and still, each of us are chasing the distant lights making glow enough for grace
Who desires to succeed and whose will is truly their own and are self-imposed, for what is want if it controls you more than you control it for time is brief and this life is swift, and choices are our own only if you claim your own soul now, you can say you truly stand alone…
The person is free who lives as they truly wish never suppressed
What they suffer, what they bear are burdens they have shut out
If you still walk in a same path yet it never change your way through
If freedom is in the heart alone, then why do we resist our own
