How can I be free,
When all I really want
to do is to be me, it's said.
And
it's worth much more than this,
Worth
much more than this to me.
It's
all the same wherever you fear,
You're
not to blame, it gets to us all,
I'm
trying, I'm trying, I'm trying.
There's no time
to talk it out,
For fulfilments
sake that's out,
Far out in
the reaches of Bedlam,
Don't
forsake yourself no more,
There's
much more to you this day,
I see
nothing to deliver us from Bedlam.
What do they all say,
When their twisted bonds all decay, I say.
What do they all do when the forces of life,
Spent out of ignorance and drama, selling karma, feeling
OK.
It's all the same wherever
you fear,
You're not to blame,
it gets to us all,
I'm trying,
I'm trying, I'm trying.
There's no time
to talk it out,
For fulfilments
sake that's out,
Far out in
the reaches of Bedlam,
Don't
forsake yourself no more,
There's
much more to you this day,
I see nothing to deliver us from Bedlam.
