My Freedom Lyrics

Album: Italic

What do you think about music..... progressive?

what do you think about people.... freak?

uh.. I'm afraid.. I'm afraid of these so heavy guitars

"only vintage synthesizers! please, only vintage synthesizers!"

shadows of ancient magic tales

you can't play my prog with your angry heavy guitars

[Chorus] I would keep the music inside

try to grab the sound so, let’s try!

No, impossible to me

and for you, Progressive is freedom

you can't fence what is running right now

the winged horses are flying with their wings oh..

impossible it is you can see, we could fly with those wings

tickets...flyers...

waiting.. the stars

on stage...

makeup.. disguise

chills... lights

the dark side..

music...in live!!!

when you feel lazy what do you want to listen?

to do something crazy, what could help you to forget your shyness?

could it be.. could it be some sweet Irish fiddle

hey.. nice to meet you Gentle Giant yeh...

let me kiss you mister Giant

tell me all about of your fanciful dreams

don't deny me the chance to express myself

[Chorus] Now! who said: "the music's over"?

yeh! we could make the boundaries break down

oh.. how strong it makes me feel! don't you see?

Progressive is freedom!

you can't fence what is running right now

the winged horses are flying with their wings

how wonderful it is! to be free.. yeh, to fly with those wings

wasted time! are you looking for what?

the reason why you are so closed

your mind is just asleep lost

in which year the story has begun?

c'mon break down those walls

what are you waiting for?

c'mon break down those walls

what do you think about music Progressive?

so, don't you think that the purism is a curable illness?

let me please to increase the distortion on this harpsichord

"no! only vintage synthesizers...

please only vintage synthesizers"

does this make you feel a kind of eternal youth?

tell me why, tell me why you can't stand my heavy guitars

let me sleep in fairy's sweet arms

[Chorus] I can't wait my turn forever

while you still worship your Masters

oh, let the sounds get in

can't you see? Progressive is freedom!

you can't fence what is running right now

the winged horses are flying with their wings

Oh, impossible it is! you can see, we could fly...

to fly on the human's tragic choices

forgetting what sometimes we represent

to fly on the human's tragic choices

forgetting what sometimes we,

yeh, we have destroyed