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