in between her sadness and my lust was us
we felt like we felt like we must
and we beat at our demons with brooms
the back to back bound to be bride and groom
we swung at the air with our fists
till we were so exhausted we kissed
and we fell like that through the years
freedom just tasted like tears
i was on God’s highway a freeborn man
with a song and a prayer and a perfect plan
but i had not prepared for the changing rules
that cast the men like me as the fool
i didn’t know there was no corner left on which to play
i didn’t know there was no field left in which to stay
i didn’t know my heroes never made it clear
freedom just tasted like tears
and as these bombs fall in my heart
and blow all that i know apart
can’t help but wonder if it started when the poems didn’t rhyme
was it that blank canvas? that jazz with no time?
when was the moment that dream fell ill?
and swallowed the sun like a cure all pill
with no place left for pioneers
freedom just tasted like tears
but as i rise in this indifferent morn’
and type these lines a new day is born
and i thank God that I’m free to write
and my thoughts aren’t shackled to the dark of night
shine on the sun. i know you’re good
smile. you’re a little bit like Robin Hood
perhaps only the free this song can hear
freedom just tasted like tears.