On

bend-

ed

knee

is

no

way

to

be

free

Lif-

ting

up

an

emp-

ty

cup,

I

ask

si-

len-

tly

All

my

des-

ti-

na-

tions

will

ac-

cept

the

one

that's

me

So

I

can

breathe

Cir-

cles

they

grow

and

they

swal-

low

peo-

ple

whole

Half

their

lives

they

say

good-

night

to

wives

they'll

ne-

ver

know

A

mind

full

of

ques-

tions,

and

a

tea-

cher

in

my

soul

And

so

it

goes

Don't

come

clo-

ser

or

I'll

have

to

go

Hol-

ding

me

like

gra-

vi-

ty

are

pla-

ces

that

pull

If ev-

er

there

was

some-

one

to

keep

me

at

home

It

would

be

you

Eve-

ry-

one

I

come

a-

cross,

in

ca-

ges

they

bought

They

think

of

me

and

my

wan-

de-

ring,

but

I'm

ne-

ver

what

they

thought

I've

got

my

in-

dig-

na-

tion,

but

I'm

pure

in

all

my

thoughts

I'm

a-

live

Wind

in

my

hair,

I

feel

part

of

eve-

ry-

where

Un-

der-

neath

my

being

is

a

road

that

dis-

ap-

peared

Late

at

night

I

hear

the

trees,

they're

sing-

ing

with

the

dead

O-

ver-

head

Leave

it

to

me

as

I

find

a-

way

to

be

Con-

si-

der

me

a

sa-

te-

llite,

for-

e-

ver

or-

bi-

ting

I

knew

all

the

rules,

but

the

rules

did

not

know

me

G-

ua-

ran-

teed

Hmm..

mm..

Hmm..

mm..

mm..

mm..

mm

Hmm..

mm..

mm..

mm..

mm

Hmm..