Spirits of Unfreedom
When we heard the secret word
How absurd it seemed
Turning nineteen
When we tried to compromise
Come to find it's just a waste of time
Well, as it turns out
It's all been a big mistake
And now the seasons over
Don't tell my folks, man
It's all that I can take
When morning comes like a dove
We can always run away
Cannot change
It's a certainty
Set to play a certain way
Winding down now
They called it a big mistake
And now the seasons over
Don't tell my folks, man
It's all that I can take
When morning comes like a dove