To Be Free Lyrics - Passenger

Vineland, New Jersey, farm land stretching 

Far as the eye can see 

Not much down there, but sun-scorched pastures in 

Nineteen-fifty-three 

The war is over, they came searching 

For a place to be 

They left the Rhineland, they lost their homeland, and 

All their family 

Like feathers on the ocean breeze 

They went spinning and tumbling 'cross the sea 

Never know where they'd come down 

Or who they'd be 

Like heather on the hillside 

They were bruised and they were battered by the breeze 

Searching for a place 

To be free 

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Sun burn summers and frost by winter 

Kids were plainly dressed 

Left the farmhouse when he was old enough, and 

Headed out west 

From California to Southern Africa 

And all the way to France 

And on to England to meet my mother in 

Nineteen-eighty-one 

A feather on the ocean breeze 

He went spinning and tumbling 'cross the sea 

Never known where he'd come down 

Or who he'd be 

Like heather on the hillside 

He was bruised and he was battered by the breeze 

Searching for a place 

To be free 

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Oh, and like a seed 

That is flying in the wind 

In search of water, soil, and sun 

And the birds and the bees 

To have it all along 

Now here I am, thirty-three years down 

Two-thousand-seventeen 

I've seen the Rhineland, I've been to Vineland, I'm 

A feather on the breeze