Sailing in-between the land, the air and me Confusion never talks[? ] ’cause frame of mind tells me that I am free I am free
Doors are open wide No credits to be seen Sail with me my friend I need someone, it’s dark and it could get lonely I am free
I am free
I don’t care to be As similar as[? ] machines To [? ] And convalesce when society doesn’t need me I am free
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