The Collar by Mr And Mrs Smith And Mr Drake Lyrics

I struck the board and cried
I will abroad, I will abroad
My lines and life are free
Free as the road, free as the road

Have I no harvest but a thorn to let me blood?
What have I lost with cordial fruit, sure there was wine

And we begin to see
See in the sight, see in the sight
The well is in the mind
T'is all in the mind, t'is all in the mind

Have I no harvest but a thorn to let me blood?
What have I lost with cordial fruit, sure there was wine

(and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song)

Have I no harvest but a thorn to let mе blood?
What I have lost with cordial fruit
The well is in thе mind
It's all in the mind, it's all in the mind
And we begin to see
See in the sight, see in the sight

Have I no harvest but a thorn to let me blood?
What have I lost with cordial fruit, sure there was wine

(to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty
​and we would need to sing a song of liberty...)