Freedom of Two

This place calls me again
Cold winter fell asleep
The small path, the old house
And no wind to weep

Rusty plough on withered colours
Old and tired hinges creak
Warm rain feeds the forest
The wind remains weak

Are you the last one?
Take this trip with me
Let me take you to the beauty
I need to feel
The endless fantasy
Freedom of two

This place calls me again
Cold winter turned to spring
The golden summer fields
The peaceful green haven

The trees whisper your name
Over a withered creek
On wooden grain a broken chain
The wind remains weak

Restless and a bit hungry
Short of your uncharted energy
Are you the one who will create
The dyadic rebellion with me?



Credits
Writer(s): Ossi Aleksi Viren, Aki Petteri Vaekevae, Aleksi Susi, Niko Matias Pennanen, Toni Rantala
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