Freedom

Here I am I’m standing down
By the railroad station on the edge of town
And I ain’t got no thorny crown
Just some thoughts I can’t control

Out of the darkness and into the light
Standing on the edge as the trains roll by
Won’t you help me wash away my sins tonight
So I won’t have to be alone

Cuz I’m gone
I’m gone for now
I’m on the inside
Looking out
And I guess freedom
Is a state of mind
Cuz the more I search
The less I seem to find
Cuz I’m gone

Worked for awhile out of Garberville
Pulling green chain down at the lumber mill
Well I kept to myself till the tourists complained
About the scars up on the hills that I made

And I tried to double cross old lithium
On a 40-foot trawler out of Ketchikan
But my weather grew sour
And the waves crashed down
So they dropped me off in a deserted town

Cuz I’m gone
I’m gone for now
I’m on the inside
Looking out
And I guess freedom
Is a state of mind
Cuz the more I search
The less I seem to find
Cuz I’m gone
I am gone
I am gone
I am gone

I sit alone here in this booth
I know you see me
And I see you too
Well I ain’t gonna try and guess
What you’re gonna do
Shine on down or pass straight through

She serenades and I hear the call
From the other side of this prison wall
And all the while she’s standing tall
But I can’t see her eyes

Cuz I’m gone
I’m gone for now
I’m on the inside
Looking out
And I guess freedom
Is a state of mind
Cuz the more I search
The less I seem to find
Cuz I’m gone

I am gone
I am gone
I am gone
I am gone
I am gone
I am gone
I am gone

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