Cry Freedom

How can I turn away?
Brother, sister go dancing through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place to place your better days

Cry freedom, cry
From a crowd 10,000 wide
Hope laid upon hope
That this crowd will not subside
Let this flag burn to dust
And a new, a fair design be raised
While we wait head in hands, hands in prayer
And fall into a dreamless sleep again
And we wave our hands

Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between Divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between Divide us
All slip away

There was a window and by it stood
A mirror in which he could see himself
He thought of something
Something he had never had but hoped would come along
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside, where we are all confined
While we wave hands in fire
Wave our hands

Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between Divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between Divide us
All slip away

In this room stood a little child
And in this room this little child she would remain
Until someone might decide
To dance this little child across this hall
Into a cold, dark space
Where she might never trace her way across
This crooked mile, across this crooked page
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside, where we are all confined
Till we wave our hands

How can I turn away?
Brother, sister go dancing through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place to place your better days

~Dave Matthews


P.S. ~ Fletcher, thanks for letting me borrow this album...and I'll bring it back soon, I promise!