Freedom

I should have been born a Golden Eagle, the only way to be free......

I believe in spiritual gain as I set my soul to be free
I look upon the heavens night, it's all so grand to me.

I stand alone and reach so far as my spirit reaches out
That higher power was always close, I believe without a doubt.

Am I really the only one who senses human greed?
I think too much of what could be and how it's what I need.

When truth does come and things are clear, I realise I'm alone
But now my spirit is my fire it also takes me home.

Upon that star I dwell and thrive as I hear the pipes be calling
Upon the mountain I stand and feel, that "man" is quite appalling.

I think of life and how it runs, this really can't be it
This is one planet full of life, we're all supposed to fit.

I should have been born a Golden Eagle
It's my only way to be free......