Freedom Song - Jon Licht

So cold the river

So high the mountain

So low the valley

So strong the wind

Stuck in a downpour

It soaks your skin

And now you’re screaming out

Not this again!

But something’s creeping

Something’s telling me

There’s some blue skies coming

Right around the bend

We’ll be better off

Just hold on tight my friend

I know it’s hard, so hard to move

But we’ll keep on moving on

I know it’s hard, so hard to move

So we’ll sing this freedom song

So tight the grip is

So tall the towers

(The towers, the towers)

Where the lowly find a voice

In these waning hours

(Waning hours, waning hours)

We must move upward

Despite our sin

To new horizons

Begin again

But something’s creeping

Something’s telling me

There’s some blue skies coming

Right around the bend

We’ll be better off

Just hold on tight my friend

I know it’s hard, so hard to move

But we’ll keep on moving on

I know it’s hard, so hard to move

So we’ll sing this freedom song

Yeah we’ll sing this freedom song

Yeah we’ll sing this

Freedom song

But something’s creeping

Something’s telling me

There’s some blue skies coming

Right around the bend

We’ll be better off

Just hold on tight my friend

I know it’s hard, so hard to move

But we’ll keep on moving on

I know it’s hard, so hard to move

So we’ll sing this freedom song

Yeah we’ll sing this freedom song

Yeah we’ll sing this

Freedom song