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In freedom
Words and Music by: Aran Puddle

A rising generation
Set apart for liberty
A royal loving people
Chosen to be mighty
Mighty in the land

A people who are hungry
Hungry for the bread of life
A people who are thirsty
Thirsty for the river
The river of joy

All across the nation
A cry is ringing out
The church of the king’s breaking out

In freedom
In power
In healing
Salvation to the end of the earthI don't know why they come here
I'm only glad they do
They're gonna pay the bills for me and you
People out for an evening
They have a real good time
But when I play I feel just like I'm miming
I made a stand for the music
To turn the page with ease
I got the smile that says I'm here to please
Me and the bass guitarist
Have even shined our shoes
The drummer's shoes are dirty to confuse

I guess someday my kids will ask me 'bout the old days
I guess that I'll tell them that there ain't much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore blue shirts
And the music played on

Then at the end of the evening
They throw the suckers out
Don't get me wrong, I got no beef about it
I get my rates from the union
I get my shirts real cheap
I get my money
Get home
Get some sleep

I guess someday my kids will ask me 'bout the old days
I guess that I'll tell them that there ain't much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore blue shirts
And the music played on

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