Who can understand the ways of a maverick
Rough and abstract the path is made of chaos and havoc
And the yelling of freedom like a Celtic battle cry
Wisdom filled child�s eyes stare at the sky
And the poets are singing of angels with wings
Living in forgotten lands ruled by long dead kings
And all I want to know is why do people not see these things?
Our lives will always fly down that path spilling with lush dreams in bold
And who really ever cared what our futures may hold
I just want to be free
Oh people life can just be that simple if you try to see
Complications are a part of this complex nature
And who needs to be mature
Hearing stories about things that can�t be sure
Why not give a little and let your mind concur
And even then you can�t let go
Holding on to false truths and feelings you can�t show
Even though deep down you know that you want to just give up and let your dreams flow