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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Freedom Isn't Free
[time] => 2003-08-18 06:05:00
[hometext] => I dunno if this would sound better as a song or a poem but i made it a song neway, lol, leave feedback, tell me what ya think!
[bodytext] => Rain lashing at my window Thunder rattling the panes Smoke fills the once clear sky People trying to find the pieces of their broken lives What has the world done What do they think they have fixed? Freedom is what our country strives for And now it’s down to this. Broken hearts and broken dreams It’s all you’ll find here. We strive for freedom for the people While locking ourself up, in our lives And in our fears. And so many people dead now, so many people now lost Still can no one see? That freedom isn’t free. She looked into his saddened eyes As tears fell down her face The thunder cracked and lightening flashed As he went limp in her embrace Another life torn apart Another soul wishes they weren’t alive But we are fighting for freedom here And that’s how it is justified Broken hearts and broken dreams It’s all you’ll find here. We strive for freedom for the people While locking ourself up, in our lives And in our fears. And so many people dead now, so many people now lost Still can no one see? That freedom isn’t free. A soldier sits with his best friend Outside their camp for the night They’ve got to keep watch for intruders In case there may be a fight He speaks of his secrets, of his fears and of his life He thanks God above for such a friend With whom he can share his happiness or strife The bullets then fly through the air As he watches his best friend fall But it’s alright, he’ll get over it Cause freedom is what they’re fighting for. Broken hearts and broken dreams It’s all you’ll find here. We strive for freedom for the people While locking ourself up, in our lives And in our fears. And so many people dead now, so many people now lost Still can no one see? That freedom isn’t free. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 34 [informant] => blackfire9786 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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