The Price Of Freedom

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The dogs are close, I hear their breath
The scent of blood, the scent of death
They hunt me like a wolf they fear
And the mountain is my only mirror

I ran through forests, I ran through stone
I ran through the life I’ve always known
They know these trails, they know my fate
They know too much. And I am too late

I see the edge, I see the sky
There’s nowhere left for me to hide
But I’ve been caged before — and I swore
No more

This is the price of freedom
The only one I’ll pay
I’ll give my bones to the mountain
I’ll give my soul to the day
I was a man who walked alone
I was a storm that no one owned
And I will not go back
I will not go back

I see her face — the girl I lost
The love I paid for with the cost
I see my friends, the ones who stayed
And those ones who just betrayed

I see the night I took the fall
I see the court, I see the wall
I see the years they stole from me
But I'm gone and I'll be free

They think I’ll kneel, they think I’ll beg
They think I’ll crawl back to the leg
But I’ve been caged before — and I swore
No more

This is the price of freedom
The only one I’ll pay
I’ll give my bones to the mountain
I’ll give my soul to the day
I was a man who walked alone
I was a storm that no one owned
And I will not go back
I will not go back

I stand at the edge, the wind is loud
The men behind me form a crowd
They wait for me to raise my hands
To walk back down to their commands

But I’ve tasted air that wasn’t theirs
I’ve felt the sun without their stares
And I’d rather kiss the stone below
Than let them take what I still own

I turn to face them one last time
I see their faces — see the crime
They’ll take my body, but not my will
I leap — and the world is still

This is the price of freedom
The only one I’ll pay
I gave my bones to the mountain
I gave my soul to the day
I was a man who walked alone
I was a storm that no one owned
And I did not go back
I did not go back

They say the mountain kept my name
That even hunters feel the shame
When they remember the man who flew
And chose what only the free can choose

…the price of freedom.