Potter's Field

Now that I'm free
I can breathe
Without trespass or care
Now that I'm gone
I can breathe
Without stealing the air

In any kind of weather
A moment to be together
A lost lament on the screen
Each to his own guillotine

Now that I'm home
I can breathe
Without danger or fear

Gentlemen, I am innocent
Of everything of which I am accused
And I hope that my blood may cement the good fortune
Of each and every one of you

Now that I'm free
I can be
Without stealing your dream

In any kind of weather
Here we are, thrown together
Let's put away all we've seen
Each to our own guillotine



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Doyon
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