Spring fever has come
to all of you who know
and love freedom too

Thomas has a tree
he planted, needs feeding
and any blood will do
a finger scratches

not a sniff-and-do
but a document made
years ago in soul-gold

We love and love do
liberty dance with me
freedom breeds life
and life is a whore
she loves everyone

So now, a silence sings
it’s everywhere too
and the world’s eyes
stare and bleed at you
We have a show to tell

Feed me love my liberty
i taste the blood of ages
and my soul i give to you
oh, never mind the fear
instant fame for heroes

and the tree grows
a stem strong and firm
and guns and roses too
sing me that freedom song

:: 04-07-2014 ::