Freedom

Well it’s been more than a year
No contact, sound of silence
We’ve been living with the fear
Retreating from the pestilence
We put our lives on hold
We bit the bullet
Just waiting to be told
The storm is over
We’ve got the all clear
So come outside and breathe the air
Freedom
Can’t believe the happiness
I get from dates in the diary
Baby steps but I can see
An end to time in solitary
I’m dreaming of the day
When we’re together
Of cider in the sun
A field in Devon
Just might be heaven
And when the Bar Stewards play we’ll sing along
Freedom
It’s time to put your tanktop on and have fun
Freedom
Go dancing, raise a glass and sing in the sun
Well I’ve got my fingers crossed
I’m touching wood, I’m touching cloth
But I’m willing to believe
That lady luck is
Stood right behind us
The sun will shine and we’ll see Beautiful Days
And I know, its been hard, but we will come together
Remember, the ones who, fell down and could not make it
So take it, live for them, carry the baton forward
I’ll pay my respects by living twice as hard as I did before
(Freedom)
I’ve missed the way it feels
I’ve missed the mass communion
Not just music in a field
It’s about sharing human vibes
We’re all looking for our tribe
To find our people
One more time before I die
Let’s kick our shoes off
Let’s take the roof off
And if Frank Turner sings
«The Ballad Of Me And My Friends»
There may well be a bit of dust in my eye
Freedom
We all know that there’s only one way of life
(And It’s your own, your own, your own)
These Days define us they are what it’s about
Freedom
Go dancing, raise a glass and sing it out loud