People always yearn for freedom.
The rusty chain tying me down
Leave blisters on my skin as I moved
Searching a blinding light of hope
That may become my salvation
Tied down, I might be alone
But the heart still lingers around
For another ray of chance
In the quest of my eternity
Until I’m allowed to be free
My resolve will keep me from dying
For another eternity to come
And take me where the light is
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