كلمات Cutting The Strings

There now, they've all gone almost as if they never had been I turn my eyes backwards and I gaze into my own gaze I turn my eyes inwards and I gaze into my own face I built my prison stone by stone how many useless knots I tied I dug the pitfalls in my path how many useless tears I cried here to build in worlds of beauty no-one made a joy a duty no-one, no-one but me I saw the birds that flew so free I envied them their grace divine I saw the dancer's airy steps theirs was a different world than mine here to build in worlds of glory no-one made my sad sad story no-one, no-one but me when useless walls come tumbling down sparrows will sing on the fallen stones Adam will pull the knife from his brow Eve will lick the salt from his wounds free to make my own tomorrow free to free my heart from sorrow free to hear and smell and see free to be me, free to be free