A Fugitive of Life
There are some gateways
to free you out of bond
of what you call a prison
and others hold it fond
There are some gateways
to save you from your plight
though you lack in strength
all knows of your might
Go on, go on
and be a fugitive
of what you hate and love so dear
what you call your life
There are some gateways
to set you forever free
let you fly as high as you wish
up and beyond that line of tree
There are some gateways
for you to be forever saved
away from all the pain
and walk on a road already paved
Sail on, sail on
through all the lies and obstacles
glimpse the edge of your prison
and melt into the sun’s last rays
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