The free man by Timothyjohngreen Lyrics

the free man

when I talk I sing bringing in plenty
maybe a day or half a century
he's on sentry duty
muted but loud
proud proud father

lap it up the ways to see
drink it up
the volume of History
under pressure

oh how my heart aches
every mistake I make
but every time I fall
I get up as nothing at all
seeing things differently
cut and pasted
correcting the story
isn't it strange
how quickly things can change?


timothy green