Freedom doesn't happen
Doesn't just come and grab your hand
Pull you on an adventure
Like in a storybook.
Life isn't a storybook.

You have to find your freedom
Reclaim it from forgotten things
Build it out of scrap metal
Find it in an old scrapbook
But life isn't a scrapbook.

Freedom is found by seekers
Freedom is bought by earners
Freedom is captured by hunters
I will seek my freedom
Search for it through midnight constellations
And forbidden scattered stars
On the days I sneak out to see the night without limit
Limitless, like my soul
Limitless like freedom

I seek my freedom tonight
When will you find yours?