The Freedom - Swan Lake

I put a hex on the telephone line that brought your voice to me

Disembodied, and cheapening everything it used to mean

When you said, «The truth shall set you free,»

Oh, you lied to me, when you said;

«The truth shall set you free.»

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom …

Thursday, ten P.M., the city abounds

The city of daughters can be found

Where it ought to be found

Relegated to the back of an underclass;

You always hated the back

An attack in its purest form

An attack thats forever forewarned

Ba da

I put a hex on the telephone wire

And hoped that the spires of communication

Might take a leave of absent expectations

CONFOUNDED when the girl became grounded

And packed her bags, for the beaches, with contacts and breeches

Of contracts

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom…

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom to be alone with the freedom

The freedom…