Soaring above the broken trees,
across the churning sea,
a place for the king like me,
a place to be Free.
Where dreamers can imagine,
where we are each unique,
and one day we can teach
the world of our ways.
Take this planet in which we live,
where everyone thinks, talks,
and acts a like and
give it creativness
For we are strong
in mind and heart,
For we see bueaty
in insignifacant things.
For we are are Artists
who fight for freedom of the mind
and originality of the heart.
(one question. If we can have peace at
one time and freedom at another time,
why can't we have both peace and freedom at once?)
across the churning sea,
a place for the king like me,
a place to be Free.
Where dreamers can imagine,
where we are each unique,
and one day we can teach
the world of our ways.
Take this planet in which we live,
where everyone thinks, talks,
and acts a like and
give it creativness
For we are strong
in mind and heart,
For we see bueaty
in insignifacant things.
For we are are Artists
who fight for freedom of the mind
and originality of the heart.
(one question. If we can have peace at
one time and freedom at another time,
why can't we have both peace and freedom at once?)
