All I see is my newfound friend and all the things she grants me
Freedom is not among those things and freedom is by no means free
This is where it all begins, begins to stretch and part
If we were to be changing things I wouldn’t know were to start

I just want to sail away from it all
Freedom is impossible, this  I know
I can’t find it in no bedroom or wherever it is [bad word] high
I never did find it...by anyone’s side

So this is where it all begins, the nutbolt tied around me
Now that I’ve found this big love and sometimes worked in [bad word] Yes, I’ve [bad word] aware by the air that I display
An hour is just the smallest of nations
The next day I go on lightly and live it less within my limitations