Lyrics
I look above in awe at the sky…
Then I look around and start to wonder why…
Must a hungry man have no food at all…
Must an evil man not fall…
For all the many things that are not right or ok…
An ode to freedom my tambourine will play…
Oh, I say…oh I sing I…when the spirits fly away…
Then an ode to freedom my tambourine will play…
Why do so many still go on to die in vain…
Hurting and killing are not part of this game…
Why are the views instilled on some at such young age…
Part of philosophy is a mind trapped in a cage…
For all the many things that are not right or ok…
An ode to freedom my tambourine will play…
Oh, I say…oh I sing I…when the spirits fly away…
Then an ode to freedom my tambourine will play…
For all the many things that are not right or ok…
An ode to freedom my tambourine will play…
Oh, I say…oh I sing I…when the spirits fly away…
Then an ode to freedom my tambourine will play…
For all the many things that are not right or ok…
An ode to freedom my tambourine will play…
Oh, I say…oh I sing I…when the spirit flies away…
Then an ode to freedom my tambourine will play…