Freedom - David Gray

Take your eyes off me
There's nothing here to see
Just trying to keep my head together
And as we make our vow
Let us remember how
There's nothing good that lasts forever.

Time out on the running boards
We're running
Through a world that's lost its meaning
Trying to find a way to love
This running
Ain't no kind of freedom.

Feel the touch of grief
You stand in disbelief
Can steal the earth from right
beneath you
And falling in so far
They know just where you are
Yeah but there ain't no way
to reach you.

Time out on the running boards
We're running
Through a world that's lost its meaning
Trying to find a way to love
This running
Ain't no kind of freedom.
Of freedom
Yeah yeah

It's time to clean these boots
Fold up there parachutes
The words goodbye but I can't say it
The end is close at hand
I think we understand
There ain't no use in trying to delay it.