Freeing the Hostage

Branches still, the sun makes a break for it. Earth soaks up all it can take from it. The darkness creeps away slivers of gray. It's time to hear what the light has to Say. Now I've been down, but yeah, I've been up with it. You're on the ground, but no, you're not stuck With it. I'm fairly confident that nothing is Constant. Time has an odd habit of freeing the Hostage. I don't know what's gonna become of me. I don't know what's gonna become, Oh yeah. I don't know what's gonna become of me. I don't know what's gonna become, Oh yeah. At the edge of a cliff, I will stand And grow. Close my eyes as I drop to The lake below. I am a bird as I cut through the Night. And I have space extending out of all sight. I don't know what's gonna become of me. I don't know what's gonna become, Oh yeah. I don't know what's gonna become of me. I don't know what's gonna become, Oh yeah. River's strength, the power to change a state. One last smile, one last touch, and you walked Away. The space is empty. Life will fill it with time. Freeing the hostage and freeing the mind.