Free, set me free
To find the horizon,
To see the sweep of daybreak
Release the night’s captives.
Like birdsong rising at dawn,
Their joy graces heaven
With sweeter notes than I
(or angelic choirs) raise
Free…
Oh, set me free!
To chase the wind above the grain
And follow sparrows flying into the sun
And run bare-footed after summer thunder
Spurred by stinging hail
For the chance of a rainbow at the squall’s end.
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