Tal Bachman

Tal Bachman Tal Bachman Album

6.I Am Free

sea sand and stone
wreath 'round this ground i call my own
while dark concrete sky
blacks out the sun with icy night

even though the ocean roars
and the storm is bold and the rain is cold
here i was born

though winter winds have blown
and bitter seeds been sown
i gave you all i am and all i hope to be
now i am free

wind fill my frame
fire me with your immortal flame

even though i am poor
through the looking glass i watch unfold
what can't be told

chorus

though fortunes rise and fall
it's no concern at all
i gave you all i am and all i hope to be
now i am free

even though i am poor
through the looking glass i watch unfold
what can't be told

chorus