i'm free from the chain gang now

I'm free from the chain gang now

It's been a long time since I heard

the voice of reason barking

gnawing at my heels, red ankles 

running straight ahead

to tease her, to charm her

convince her that I don't belong

convince her that I don't belong

I'm free from the chain gang now

I am delivered to the countryside

to think alone and hide

away from men sailing silver ships of pride

to lost ports and lost lives

leaving reason, leaving to

convince her that I don't belong

convince her that I don't belong

I don't belong

I'm free, I'm free, oh Lord 

I'm free from the chain gang now

                                       - summer 2006 g.j.g

Welcome to NZfM.  Originally, this was the name of the scholarly journal of the great romantic composers, and although it might not be my aim to directly resurrect that forgotten publication, I find it perfect inspirational fodder.  Indirect influence at its finest.  Hopefully my musings mean something to you...