Older and Free

[Verse 1] Down by the lake, it's all Queen Anne's Lace Up in the hills, it's Wineberry I stopped at a farmstand along my way Picked up a pint of wild cherries [Chorus] Older and free To do as I please Beholden to no one else For the first time in weeks [Verse 2] Follow Lenape Trail blue-orange blaze Across the foothill to the stream Air in my lungs and a burn in my legs And my mind blowing wild like a sheet [Chorus] Older and free To do as I please Beholden to no one else For the first time in weeks [Bridge] Oh, the sound Thе wind as it rushes through the trees It's poetry Oh, thе sound The leaves as they blow out of the trees It's poetry [Outro] Old and free Beholden to no one but me For the first time in weeks Old and free Beholden to no one but me For the first time