i find myself feeling
so small
so insignificant
at the worst times

like when
your hand is in mine
and your fingers can traverse
such a large expanse

while i can barely
manage to hold on
to anything
for too long

and even when
i find my grip
the other side
lets go

have you ever looked into the eye of a storm ,, embraced the calm as turbulence engulfs everything around ,, this is how we are taught to live

Freedom to live,
freedom to die,
freedom american,
or fredom un-american.
Live as you like,
be as you like,
as all should be,
be as all should be.

Freedom is an act,
and love is no peace.
Live forever, die forever.

They call me expatriate,
and I go on living.
They say I should die,
and I go on living.

Freedom to live,
freedom to die,
I sigh,
I recoil,
"ah, must be a lie".

Freedom is no number,
death is no song.
Life is no art,
words are no truth.

Freedom is yours,
and freedom is mine.
No flag,
no country,
no truth.
Freedom is no lie.

If you were the moon
I'd lie awake with you each night
And help you battle the sun
For your place in the sky.

If you were a soft breeze
I would chase the wind
Just to feel your breath
As the air caressed my skin.

If you were a dream
I would never want to awaken again.