Feelin' Free
Sittin' alone in this cold cell,
No hand to hold, in this livin' hell
Darkness day and night, for three years
A noose round my necks, my only fear
Grippin' a pillow on this cold cot,
Rememberin' his last words, all I got
Eyes full of tears, neath a hangin' tree
Wishin' Johnny was in my arms, holdin' me
Daddy's life taken for rapin' me,
Blowed far away, while on his knees
Blood runnin' red, from his head
No more pains, for now he's dead
Walkin' the mile with memories,
Eyes full of images, all I see
Bag on my head, noose is tight
Lookin' round, in this bright light
Eyes lookin' down, where Johnny lays
Watchin' his tears, fallin' today
Wishin' to hold him just once again
Dead body hangin', from a noose's end
Wakin' on a blanket, next to him
Face shinin' bright, the light is dim
Wings upon his back, protectin' me
Laying here together, feelin' free
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