Whimsical
That’s the way I feel tonight
Emotional
My feelings so in the light
Standing alone looking for a sign
Exploring and questioning everything
I try to understand who I am, why I’m here
And if I’ll ever achieve the unachieved
I feel the breeze blowing on my face
Imagination sparked creation
I watch hope fade without a trace
We’re all still searching for salvation
Craziness
Flows through our society
Loneliness
Has fueled my anxiety
I find myself grasping my last hope
Reaching out for the hands of the unknown
Wanting to find a place of my own where I can
Unleash all these feelings I keep locked in side
I hear the breeze blowing through the trees
Your freedom is my repression
I find myself looking for keys
That will free all my oppression
I feel the breeze blowing on my face
Imagination sparked creation
I watch hope fade without a trace
We’re all still searching for salvation
I want to be able to be like a breeze
To come and to go whenever I please
That sort of freedom we would never understand
Our freedom isn’t really freedom at all
I watch the breeze stirring up the sand
I want that opportunity
I know I’ll never understand
We’ll keep searching for unity
I hear the breeze blowing through the trees
Your freedom is my repression
I find myself looking for keys
That will free all my oppression
I feel the breeze blowing on my face
Imagination sparked creation
I watch hope fade without a trace
We’re all still searching for salvation
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