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Song: | Freedom at midnight |
Album: | The Best Of | Genres: | Jazz |
Year: | 1995 |
Length: | 268 sec |
Lyrics:
Take your eyes off me There's nothing here to see Trying to keep my head together
And as we make our vow Let us remember how There's nothing good that lasts forever
Time out on the running boards We're running Through a world that lost its meaning
Trying to find a way to love This running Ain't no kind of freedom
Feel the touch of grief You stand in disbelief Can steal the earth from right beneath you
And falling in so far They know just where you are Yeah, but there ain't no way to reach you
Time out on the running boards We're running Through a world that lost its meaning
Trying to find a way to love This running Ain't no kind of freedom Freedom, yeah
It's time to clean these boots Fold up these parachutes The word's, \'Goodbye\' but I can't say it
The end is close at hand I think we understand There ain't no use trying to delay it
Time out on the running boards We're running Through a world that lost its meaning
We're trying to find a way to love This running Ain't no kind of freedom Freedom, freedom, freedom
Time out on the running boards We're running Through a world that lost its meaning
We're trying to find a way to love This running Ain't no kind of freedom Freedom, freedom
Time out on the running boards We're running Through a world that lost its meaning
We're trying to find a way to love This running Ain't no kind of freedom Freedom
Fasten on my mask I'm bending to the task I know this work is never finished
And if I close my eyes I can still see you dancing Laughing loud and undiminished
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