The Way to Freedom

All alone oh I wish I could walk, never stop

Only winds and spirits are there to talk

This is my yearning: A place where I’d be on my own and I could breathe free

Where am I, where I go?

Maybe roam to a place that would only exist in my own dreams

Into the nowhere where all yearnings end and my life then would be real

The journey’s eternal

I’m riding and diving,

ascending to skies that are yet unseen

The quest is a long one to find me a place where no one has ever been

Before me lies freedom, waiting for me

I am on this way now that I used to be for so long

I will never come back here to this place that I once called home

To this place that I once called home

To this place that I once called home