This feeling of freedom and sanctuary
Must surely be one of the greatest
To be the joyous only emissary
Feel in your soul the latest


Wish to have more freedom
Then the lark singing in the tree
Not to ever suffer from boredom
But thrive within the will to be free

For in captivity we wither and die
So be cheerful now, sing and dance
Don't for all that is holy, do not cry
But take on a more cheerful stance

For it is within the Night we stay
But it is after the Day we search
Breaking these walls of clay
And sit free under the birch


For one is never alone
As long as there is stone
You will always have a friend
Even at the very end!