Well mr. jones took a terrible fall

He had built the stairs but he hadn't counted them all

And the lights and the pain said it would rain

He said it would snow

He always said that, wherever he would go

And he would write down his thoughts on the wall.

Something about the power of it all

Call if you care for me at all

I've been surrounded by this loneliness

And if I could I would do it all over again.

And I would be calm and wait for you

To show me all the things that no one else can do

Now what you need, what you got, what you want from me

I've got the wild inside to conquer and then I'll be free.

If I was free, if I was free

I would fly in between the moons of consciousness

And ride on the back of a shooting star

And float into your arms.

And when he woke up, he went outside and changed the light bulb

Figured out that life was worth living when you could see

The doctor said they'd counseled him before and his tired mind of war.

But he was at war with himself and he lost it all

He was at home now feeling the power of the crumbling wall.

Oh, if I was free

I'd fly in between the moons of indolence

And I'd ride on the back of a shooting star

And float into your arms.

If I was free

I'd let go of all the weight that's dragging me

And never again, and never again

I put it all down and never again, and never again.

Never again...

And he met god that day

And god said "well, welcome in

I've been waiting for you

Your bed is warm

Your sheets are made".

Free, and I was free

I didn't even know that I'd been captured

But I remember the call, I remember the call

I remember when your voice came through the wall.

And I was there and I was scared

I didn't even know that you were listening

And all those times I was shaking my head

From all the things I'd said.