Guten Morgen Freiheit

I’ve filed my questions away for meaning
And on the spine of the binder it says sideways,
who I’m not
I’ve pasted all the old photos in
By time and face, relevant or not
I’ve cleaned up old things
And swept all my worries under the rug
And I’ve polished the scars on my soul
So my reflection shows me that I’m alive

Good morning freedom
It feels so good to see you again
Good morning freedom
Come on in, you don’t have to stand outside, hey
We’re throwing all the windows wide
Letting the sun in and pushing the daily grind out
Good morning freedom
Just feel at home
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

I’ve stitched up all the holes in my pockets
And dumped all the half-full, half-empty glasses
Filled them to the brim with happiness
Polished my crown and straightened it out
Locked doubts in the closet
Screwed hope down tight
I’ve really knocked my heart out
And freed it from all the stains and dust

Good morning freedom
It feels so good to see you again
Good morning freedom
Come on in, you don’t have to stand outside, hey
We’re throwing all the windows wide
Letting the sun in and pushing the daily grind out
Good morning freedom
Just feel at home
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

And recently I rearranged
Put everything back to rubble and ashes
Some scratches you can never get out
I’m sorry, that can happen when you live

Good morning freedom
It feels so good to see you again
Good morning freedom
Come on in, you don’t have to stand outside, hey
We’re throwing all the windows wide
Letting the sun in and pushing the daily grind out
Good morning freedom
Just feel at home