Free Your Foe Lyrics

And I just listened.

I remembered how it felt

To be admired and inspired

By youth's captivity,

Ephemeral fragility

And blushing creativity.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.

Free your foe.

The graceful new way you held a cigarette

And listened to the words of my songs,

I used to wish I could fast recall

The moment you were gone.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.

Free your foe.

But I don't care.

I can't be held to other people's standards.

My entitlement

Still chokes me like a short, tight lanyard.

Enthroned on sandalwood

The forest floor is sewn with oak moss,

Soft with bitter orange blossoms,

Lounging where they're tossed.

Lounging where they're tossed,

They overflow the roster.

Lounging cause they're lost

At every single posture.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.

Did you feel a tug of conscience?

Were you wrestling with your soul?

You rebelled against the rebels,

And you wrote to free your foe.