freedom….has it ever been free?
freedom… if it’s gonna cost me
i’on have nothing left
i’on have nothing left to give
i’on have nothing left
i’on have nothing left to give
i’on have nothing left….
lead me to the water
to wash away the pain
broken sons and daughters
healings on the way
(oooh ooh)
that’s the sound of the spirit in the wind
(oooh ooh)
blood spilled in the river of our innocence
but our roots are deeper
than the hell we’re in
you can’t cage the spirit that is the wind…
gossypium thorns on my fingers
gossypium scars on my heart…
