Freedom
by Fra Lippo Lippi

Somewhere the horizon draws a line between the sea and the sky.
And in that line of land, you'll find a heart no rain can wash away

The sun slips in; it's beautiful; it’s everything at most
Well…well an open field, a line of trees, right for one and all

Chorus

This is where we live
This is where we breathe
This is where we sow
And this is where we reap
(Yeah) This is where we live

Walk the Promised Land and ride the waves upon the foaming sea.
Our lives are built with the hands and not with words, the words can make you see.

The sun slips in; it's beautiful; it’s everything at most
Well…well an open field, a line of trees, right for one and all

(Repeat Chorus)

Instrumental

The sun slips in; it's beautiful; it’s everything at most
Well…well an open field, a line of trees, right for one and all

(Repeat Chorus)
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Lyrics submitted by RoyJohn.