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Nov 2016
Freedom sound

I was looking for freedom and Lord it could not be found
I went to look in Cities and roamed from town to town
Freedom is the rarest of the like we will ever see as on desert boots we pound and pound
Sleep on the edge of midnight and keep away everything that may surround
To dream is to be fully aware and awake to images and mind processes that change the way you feel and then when you come close you awaken to listen to a very special sound
Trouble isn't trouble until trouble is all around
Alive
Written by
Peter Kiggin
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