This Free from This Free by Sunny Erickson

And we try to change our sight
Holding candles to the dark of night
On the frontiers of our minds
Body reaching for a sense so blind
And your right on time
Carried out alone to find
the haze had cleared
and all your doubts and worries disappeared
We're just rising to the song
Infiltrate a world in so much longing
Through the words that still confuse
held so empty for a fleeting muse
Your open wide
Building fires up inside
Your waking up
Standing at the golden door
high upon your shore
I wish they all could see
wish they all could be this free
Flesh and bone, all was gathered in the tone
that you hear
Soul and love, try to find out what your made of
and heal
All the old ties just fall aside
skim across the ground, your on your way
All the roads just fall behind
skim across the ground, your on your way home

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