Freedom

I’m gunning for the gold medal”aiming for the sun dance
Don’t wanna be a drifter all my life, I gotta take a new chance
I’ve driven down the pipeline. I’ve seen so many street signs
I’m headed back where I began to try to make it mine; all mine

And if I’ve even learned one thing
It’s that the music never stops
And if you dream inside a bubble
You’ll be surprised when the bubble pops
Oh, when the bubble pops!

Freedom; don’t want to lose my freedom
I want to make my choice; make my voice be heard
Freedom; I’m glad I have my freedom
If all the world could see
It would have to be the word…Freedom!

I’m shooting for the north star
I’m tickling the silver strings
I’m glad I have the chance to chase ideas
And turn them into real things
I’ve been down lots of broken roads
Forgot about my Guiding Light
But now I’m going back where I belong
And everything is alright

And if I’ve even learned one thing…
It’s that the music never dies
And if you never reach your rainbow,
At least you’ll see the bluer skies

Chorus…inst…repeat chorus

© Copyright Tony Funderburk 1988

In Faith, Hope, and Love”