to be free

I long for it
I´m dreaming from
the more I´m stringed
the more I imagine it

where´s freedom
where´s independance
are there only words
are they for me, too?

stop talking about it
stop the lighting descriptions
there´s nothing but ashes
and noone will return without going

I go, yes, it´s right, I go
looking, listening, hoping
concentrating my powers
I´ll free myself and be born again

flowers falling down
birds can´t fly any more
I failed, I´m broken
strings like snakes coming
and tie up my hands, my feet
and I´m sinking in dependance
and despair