I had a dream last night That we lost the fight I had a reason to stay in the back of my head Still, I have to say goodbye Here, in this bed  Free, You are free  You oughta lay down low Covered in packs of snow  Stop telling me the right way to go I'm on my own You're selling our old ways Stop telling me the right way to go  You are free You are free Living things need to be free You are free Like everything wants to be