Sweet Sound Sweet

You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand It's a-help to me to make you understand Now I know where I've come from You won't call it the other side You can leave when you want to Anytime when you're ready to die And I don't want to die And the land where the world doesn't meant It's a shame Sweet freedom Can I hope to find you here? Sweet freedom Is there really nothing to fear? Sweet freedom Can I hope to find you here? Sweet freedom Is there really nothing to fear? And if the feeling is strange How the sound which was be? Takes to go down the floor for I've gone away All these neat people around Yes, they must be my friends But nobody knows the friends are left behind I can leave when I wanted And there's no-one to tell me I'm wrong All the things that I care about Well, it seems they're still there I'm gone And believe me I'm gone And I don't wanna come back Cause my life was a lie You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand It's a-help to me to make you understand Now I know where I've come from You won't call it the other side You can leave when you want to Anytime when you're ready to die And I don't want to die And the land where the world doesn't meant It's a shame Sweet freedom Sweet freedom Sweet freedom Sweet freedom You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand It's a-help to me to make you understand Now I know where I've come from You won't call it the other side You can leave when you want to Anytime when you're ready to die And I don't want to die And the land where the world doesn't meant It's a shame Sweet freedom Can I hope to find you here? Sweet freedom Is there really nothing to fear? Sweet freedom Can I hope to find you here? Sweet freedom Is there really nothing to fear? You know I'm writing these words just to pass the time Now it's thirty days and so I crossed the line Say it's a pen that I hoped ain't no gun in my hand It's a-help to me to make you understand Now I know where I've come from You won't call it the other side You can leave when you want to Anytime when you're ready to die And I don't want to die And the land where the world doesn't meant It's a shame.