i am free

bachman, tal

sea

sand and stone

wreath 'round this ground i call my own

white dark

concrete sky

blacks out the sun with icy night

even though the ocean roars

and the storm is bold

and the rain is cold

here i was born

though winter winds have blown

and bitter seeds been sown

i gave you all i am and all i hope to be

now i am free

wind fill my frame

fire me with your immortal flame

even though i am poor

through the looking glass

i watch unfold

what can't be told

though fortunes rise and fall

it's no concern at all

i gave you all i am

and all i hope to be

now i am free

even though i am poor

through the looking glass

i watch unfold

what can't be told