Free

I know there's no going back to all the places I've been

Also I know I can't remember everything I have seen

But still there lives inside of me an encyclopedia of glory and grace

For so much grandeur have i beheld in this life with these eyes

From beauty to gore and everything in between.

I have stood alone in places crowds would fear to fill

Between my cradle and my grave down highways in the night

Nothing to be gained by just standing still

And no battle was ever won without a fight.

When letting the wind so fill my sails, I'm pulled ever onward again

To the end of the line I must dash one more time

I would surely go crazy without some risk of danger

And this game won't be over until I win.

There may be no return for the bridge may have burned

and the swim may just then be my last.

but the hunger in my soul has always pushed me to go

never satisfied to say any journey was my last.

So when laid up or broken up or locked away for offenses

against some line on a paper that constitutes law

You won't hear me whining. I've got my own silver lining

And when I can't touch it I can still taste, smell, hear and see it all.

I'm as free as a bird even when held in a cage

and my soul still flies on the wind

I love all my scars. They're my souvenirs and friends

and the wild wide world has always been my stage.

You cannot lay me by when my spirits free to fly

All the world I have seen with these eyes

If you love me for now then that's all there is

I am as free as the clouds in the sky.

So don't cry for me and only keep me in your prayers

because by God I'll be better one more time.

If it's a place I haven;t seen then look for me there

And know they cannot lock up my mind.

Chris 

11/29/12 TX