Big Hands of Freedom by Railway Children Lyrics

When the spirit soars
But the bottle clings
There's a message to be heard
But mingled words are such fragile things
So I am free to dance with whoever I choose
Who said I wouldn't last a minute in my shoes?
The big hands of freedom
Mold everything
I feel the small change falling into my hands
I hear the gutter press ring
Sink the boats of straw lets disappear here
Here's a ticket to a place I've seen
You saw
They fear
So you are free to dance
You are who ever you choose
The secrets in the pace
It's only a trace
It says you lose
The big hands of freedom
Mold everything
I feel the small change falling into
The hands of the gutter press kin