The Feeling of Freedom - River Whyless

I like the way that you dance when you’re bowlin'

I like your singin' in your inline skates

Six months in and now you’re showin', baby

Why, why are we stuck in place?

Why, why are you prayin' for reason

Honey, do you feel wind in your face?

The feeling of freedom, the feeling of freedom

Oh the wind at your, the wind at your back

No you can’t, no you can’t feel bad

And the wind in your face, the wind in your face

It ain’t what you say, it ain’t what you say

There’s a bead on the wind, There’s a bead on the wind

Feel it comin' in on the feet of the people

As we cross on over, cross on over

From dyin' to livin' and changin' the order

There’s a dove on the loose, a dove on the loose

The lid of the crate, oh wide open it flew

With the feeling of freedom, the feeling of freedom

But still inside of a gun, gun, gun

Well, you’re pretty in pink and you’re deadly in camo

Got bad judgement but you got good aim

Did you feel the judgement of Solomon

When we split up the table that daddy made

Why, why does it look so breezy?

Why, why when we’re stuck in place?

You could just pull the string from your eyes

But how it light up your, lights up your face

Oh the wind at your, the wind at your back

No you can’t, no you can’t feel bad

And the wind in your face, the wind in your face

It ain’t what you say, it ain’t what you say