LYRIC BOOK

FREE AT LAST 

The golden sun 

looks across the rollin' hills 

This is the dawn of Monday 

A new beginning, clear and still 

I have broken away 

from the chains that bound me 

Had to let go of the darkness

to become the light I see 

 

As I run across this land

I carry my fate in my own two hands

If freedom is letting go of what's holding me back, I am free at last 

Seen many a struggle 

Seen the rise and fall 

Seen enough of what matters 

to know what doesn't at all

 

As I run across this land

I carry my fate in my own two hands

If freedom is letting go of what's holding me back, I am free at last 

So I drowned all my burdens 

Let 'em float on down the stream 

'cause my time is too precious

to waste on things that I don't need

 

As I run across this land

I carry my fate in my own two hands

If freedom is letting go of what's holding me back, I am free at last 

Writer(s): Rhyan Sinclair

Album: Barnstormer

© 2019 RHYAN SINCLAIR. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.