Free

By Corrine May


I see the morning glory
It winds upon the tree
It tells the untold story of how things were meant to be
You saw the universe
Caught up in desperate dreams
You came and changed the ending
Changed it to save my fate
You led the revolution
You left your legacy
Embraced the struggle
in the face of mortality
I know I'm not alone in this
Help me believe

I can be free
I can be free from this place
Beautiful healer
Beautiful grace
Help me to see
Everything fall into place
Wake me from dreaming
No more deceiving
Break these chains

It's still the same old story
This great divide
Between the want and waste
And all the hunger inside
I heard the news today
Now I'm trying to find my place
I'm just a single voice
What can I do to erase

All this misunderstanding
All this anarchy
Six degrees of separation
Sometimes it's so hard to see
That we are not alone in this
I need to believe

I can be free
I can be free from this place
Beautiful healer
Beautiful grace
Help me to see
Everything fall into place
Wake me from dreaming
No more deceiving
Break these chains

Somehow i can empathise with this song greatly. Must be the plight I'm in now. I spent my 16 hour flights to and from canada listening to corrine may's safe in a crazy world and trying to drift off to a blissful, dreamless sleep.
Strangely enough, the song has a strong message of hope despite its rather depressing tone. Perhaps the reason why I'm so enamoured with it could be due to its eventual hopeful nature. That elusive light at the end of that often very dark and endless tunnel. The helping hand when you're down in the dumps.
Well, enough musing. There's another dark tunnel to go through tomorrow.

I wonder who remembers this time around...