Are you gunna be free?

Or the bird in a cage when 

You know you’re meant to be

Living on a nest in a tree.

Are gunna stay there?

When the seasons rotate

into reasons to care for

warmth of your sanity’s welfare.

Or will you flee?

The winter had you thinking;

There’s more outside the tree,

The Oceans, mountains and valleys.

Oh, The sights you have to see.

Are you gunna be free?