Free, from all that must be
On the flee, from what's holding me
Try make things right, seem to get left behind
It's fine, guess that's just life
Or are we all just blind?
Why try abide
Only time will tell the lie
This world just passes by
Take my muse, I'll be alright
It's time. It's to make things, make things right
Free from all that must be. I'm on the flee now
From what's holding me around