The river runs strong and boundless
Over sand and rocky shore
It's spirit flows over the land
The river is free
The old elm tree grows solid and tall
Proudly reaching for the sun
It shelters the earth's creatures with it's boughs
The elm is free
The bird it flies in the cerulean sky
It's wings catch the wind and it dances
Along the currents of air
The bird is free
The night it comes swiftly
On bated breath and soft feet
Covering the land in it's blanket of black
The night is free
I run along the river
I run past the elm
I run under the bird
I run through the night
I run and I run until my feet bleed
Hoping the might as well be
Free.
