Traffic - Nowhere Is Their Freedom Lyrics
(Winwood/Capaldi)Locked out of Eden for failing the testThey just can't live like all of the restSpeaking in tongues without any rhymeRagged outcasts on the wastelands of timeEasy rider coming down the road, easy rider overloadLooking for sometime, somewhere, some placeSometime, somewhere, some spaceSometime, somewhere, some grace,But nowhere is their freedomRed flames of fire reflect in her eyeMasked by the smoke that's floating on highSeizing the road, reaches the sky,Like a falcon she just wants to flyDark clouds gather on the edge of the mistHear her laughter and she's goneThere's always one more mountain to climbBut we are all lost, travelers in time, a long way from homeYou always fear what you don't understandChoosing to live in DisneylandThey polish the children, they polish the grassDefinitely in a different classAll is magic on a mushroom rideIt's so tragic when you realize------------------------------------------------------------------------1994 FS Music Ltd./Freedom Songs Ltd. (PRS)All rights administered by Warner Tamerlane Publishing Corp.)
