• 标题:Free
  • 歌手:Caedmon's Call
  • 专辑:Raising Up The Dead
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    Caedmon's Call - Free

    Around my neck is a beautiful stone
    I made it from the good that I've done
    It is close to my heart with a meter of its own
    But the weight it bears on me
    from the good I want to be
    It cuts me in half, a blade, a sword, a golden calf
    Now I am sinking under the load
    I see it was only fool's gold
    And it falls on me, brings me low
    Around his neck he carries the stone
    He takes my burden, makes it his own
    And it takes him down, the bread, the wine, the golden crown
    Free ...
    A rose shoots up from the ground
    The sky cracks open, sun through the clouds
    The old has changed, the earth, the bride, the family name
    Broken down and shot through,
    all the good I mean to do
    The prison shakes, the man goes free,
    I am him and he is me