Lyrics:

We follow our instinct; we're livin' in between
The struggle of the races continues on the scene
A million miles above us, the spirit is unseen
Beyond our small horizons, it's got a perfect dream

We travel through the ages
We follow our dreams
But the spirit of a free world
Is the final dream

The sun, the wind, and water
Is all we really need
We waste our time on fighting
To satisfy our greed

We travel through the ages
The world remains obscene
But the spirit of a free world
Is the final dream

We're about to lose control now
The prophecy is clear
Does it help to sigh and hope
With sentimental fear?

S.O.S., no more lifeboats here

If I could ask the Maker
About the master plan
Could he give an answer?
Would I understand?

Our ignorance will drive us on
The world remains obscene
But the spirit of a free world
Is the final dream

The spirit of a free world
The spirit of a free world
The spirit of a free world
The spirit, the spirit, the spirit
Of a free world
It's calling us home
It's calling us home
Freedom, freedom
We wanna be free
Wanna be free
Wanna be free
Wanna be free...