You Could Be Free

Pick up your coat

Kick off your heels

And leave the house by the field

River wandering lonesome slow

Cup your hands to stem her flow

You sing to birds

You name the trees

You know the flowers in between

Heart of oak

Mind of dreams

You are the mountain

You are the stream

And if time could stand still

You could be free

Ring the bell

In the steeple old

As sharp as steel

As cold as stone

You are the flight

Of the hooded crow

As straight and true

As a strung arrow

And if time could stand still

You could be free

If time could stand still

You could be free

Take that path

To the midnight lake

Pass frozen pines

That guide the way

And wash yourself in waters cold

An icy bind revives the soul

And if time could stand still

You could be free

If time could stand still

You could be free

If time could stand still

You could be free