We all gone
And together we mourn
Deep are the roots on which we stand
Bright is the sun on our land
The sadness of the living man
Will stay and rise like a helping hand
The gate is open freedom comes
And walking through we will be gone
Gone gone gone Freedom comes
Gone gone gone Freedom comes
Shallow is the water from which we drink
Dark are the nights we all dream
The joy that comes with every sin
Will change and fade like moving wind
It is said the sun shall always rise and fall
Bringing forth the changes whether great or small
Oh must we climb over the wall
To feel the light and heed the future call
I walked this surface for so long
Judging and believing I knew what was right and wrong
Oh yes I picked the flowers left the thorns
Down in the fields threw the cob but ate the corn
The gate is open freedom comes
To be the first one everyone stormed
The gate now broken we all mourn
No walking through we are all done
Gone gone gone Freedom gone
Gone gone gone Freedom gone
