Level 2 - USA Gymnastics

I'm not chasing miracles I don't want no sympathy I'm waiting for the world To keep me company Thinking 'bout the universe Trying to keep my fears at bay And all I'm hoping for Is for someone else to want to say Freedom someday - are you ready to make the deal Freedom someday - freedom to live for real I don't want no money But buddy, can you spare the time of day 'Cause silence is, I'm sure The highest price we pay I don't wish my troubles on anyone But I can wish them well So I'm knocking on your door 'Cause there's something I would like to say Freedom someday - I'm ready to make the deal Freedom someday - freedom to live for real Somehow life goes on But when it's said and done It's such a bitter pill When you think the battle's won You hear the distant guns Of all those fighting still The battle's in our heads One we alway lose Whichever side we choose We can paint the planet red Or black and blue instead But we are one world I'm not chasing miracles But I don't choose to be this way Now all I'm hoping for Is for someone else to hear me say And if our time has come And if our race is run Who will pay the bill When you think the battle's won You hear the distant guns Of all those fighting still But the battle's in our heads One we always lose Whichever side we choose Paint the planet red Or black and blue instead But we are one world

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