Graham Philip d'Ancey

There have been many stories

There have been many tales

Of one mans oppression of another

Taking the blood of your brother

As one man cries in his dingy cell

In the depths of the earth and life's wishing well

Of freedom, sweet freedom, be free

For freedom is something

You just cannot touch

You just cannot feel

So how can it be real

Freedom is for you

Freedom is for me

Freedom is freedom

But you just cannot see

So tell me what your asking

So tell me what's your aim

To free those already free

And take from them just to give to me

Oh don't imagine that it isn't true

For whatever it is I value so should you

My freedom, sweet freedom, be free

Freedom is for you

Freedom is for me

Be Free

Dave Convoy:- lyric

Anthony Sales:- melody

Graham Philip d'Ancey:- instrumental arrangement

Love's gone

It was abused for too long

The grip of fear is so strong

You allow the lord of hate to rule

People crying, people dying

does anybody know, anybody else

Our population it is exploding

does anybody know, how too control it

Concrete boxes, statistical faces

does anybody know, who they really are

People laughing, while some of us are starving

why don't we all, lend a helping hand

The Amazon jungles, hold primitive people

but in some ways, are we not more primitive than them

Weapons for killing, what kind of beginning

are we handing down too our sons