the freedom to fly,
to roam,
to do whatever
we please.

the freedom to be happy,
to soar,
to leave whenever
we need.

oh, how sweet
it must taste
to come and go
and never look back.

soon we'll escape,
escape this town,
this house,
this mind.

freedom to start over,
no responsibility,
just wind under
our wings
and freedom.

oh, sweet freedom.

Hell was quite lovely;
I wish I could return,
but I promised to
never go back,
no matter how much
my heart yearned for
that glorious place.
Oh, how I loved it so,
surrounded by heat
and acceptance with
others who called
it their home.

The devil was quite
a lovely man. His
smile always crooked.
He told me all his
secrets, but I never
told mine. His heart
was full of compassion
and sympathy for
all, much unlike that
evil man who lives
in the clouds above,
protected from us all.

Hell was my only
home. I never wanted
to leave, but there
comes a time when
the bad brainwashes
the innocent and the
good times must cease.

the freedom to fly,
to roam,
to do whatever
we please.

the freedom to be happy,
to soar,
to leave whenever
we need.

oh, how sweet
it must taste
to come and go
and never look back.

soon we'll escape,
escape this town,
this house,
this mind.

freedom to start over,
no responsibility,
just wind under
our wings
and freedom.

oh, sweet freedom.

one day
     the skies
         will clear
             along with
                 our wrists