Well my old friend, is this how you cry for freedom?
When you walk alone out in the cold, you walk alone
Into the night, looking for light, longing for fire

Out of your heart, cry for freedom, out on your own

And you were born, bound in chains, to cry for freedom

You cast a stone, you weren't alone, to cry for freedom
But you cried for more


Your children rise and lift their eyes and cry for freedom
Old men swear and darken the air with clouds of lies
Some for you, some for me, some forever

To heal their hearts they cry for freedom, while freedom cries

And we were born, bound in chains, to cry for freedom

We cast a stone, we weren't alone, to cry for freedom

The ones you love and skies above, cry for freedom

Heavy loads and open roads, cry for freedom
Birth and death and every breath, cry for freedom


Mountains tall, coyotes call
The river wide, the rising tide
The dove that mourns, a crown of thorns, cry for freedom


Horses wild, a laughing child, cry for freedom


Trembling lips, sailing ships
Falling stars, sad guitars
Right and wrong, a lonely song


My old friend, is this how you cry for freedom?