Freedom

Dim and wavering
 On a wind-blown night
 Whose honour, whose anger
 Cold and quivering
 As was the wind-blown night
 Into which she'd fallen, fallen
 Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting
 Freedom is standing next to you
 My intentions were clear
 I was with him
 Everyone knew
 Poor little fool
 Beautiful as you are
 With that high spirit
 Morning star of evil hit me
 Cut me like a knife
 Cool and collected
 She became that with time
 Totally rejected
 Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting
 Freedom is standing next to you
 My intentions were clear
 I was with him
 Everyone knew
 Poor little fool
 It's all in the eyes
 It's all in the way that you look
 It's all in the way that you say very little
 It's all in the way that you talk
 Look at me with daggers
 It won't do you any good
 All the looks that you've used on me
 Don't work now that you've fallen, fallen, fallen
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 Freedom, well it's a thing that is fleeting
 Freedom is standing next to you
 My intentions were clear
 I was with him
 Everyone knew
 Poor little fool
 Look at me with daggers
 It won't do you any good
 All the looks that you've used on me
 Don't work now that you've fallen
 All the looks that you've used on me
 Don't work now that you've fallen
 Freedom
 Freedom
 Everyone knew
 Poor little fool
 Poor little fool
 Poor little fool
 Freedom
 Come with me
 Poor little fool
 Freedom