Journey To Freedom
As golden as the sun that shines in our sky
As fast as the wind that carries us high
As strong as the fire that burns in our land
As swift as the wave that soaks up the sand
He extends his legs and swallows the ground
Behind him he hears a continual pound
They try to catch him, whatever their reason
But fail to do so, on his journey to freedom
His friend, the eagle sails above
No man can break him, in the west that he loves
He gallops through grass
That spreads ever so vast
His heart races him home
A place he calls his own
The trees whisper his name
Spirit's what came
