William White Freedom
Freedom, where have you gone?
Stripped and sold on the cold streets of Babylon
And harmony, harmony like I know we could
Remains an illusion like the big screen up in Hollywood
They say it happen for a reason
The truth is never far behind
It all become clear in its own season
I just hope we got, I just pray we got time...
And where is my conscience?
Where is my shame?
That broken road we call history
Misused and abused 'till we lose all memory
So humanity, humanity, a child lost in time
We wet upon each other fed by humors and lies
Where is my shame?
They say it happen for a reason
The truth is never far behind
It all become clear in its own season
I just hope we got, I just pray we got time...
...freedom ...freedom... where have you gone?...
