Free

I used to have a grove of trees
Crisp autumn coloring the leaves
The brightest reds, the deepest greens
And I recall the rush of wind
Screaming loud as a chariot
Water pouring down my skin

Free me
Don't you see me?
Can't you hear me?
Are you listening?

Night after night I have this dream
I play it back like a movie scene
Cut somewhere far from the chemical clean
And as I steal into this death
Chalk it up to petty theft
Sheltered in the world I left

Free me
Don't you see me?
Can't you hear me?
Are you listening?

I used to have a grove of trees
Crisp autumn coloring the leaves
The brightest reds, the deepest greens

Night after night I have this dream
I play it back like a movie scene
Cut somewhere far from the chemical clean

Free me



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Smith Reynolds
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