Liberate - from Slide; a tale of mental illness
written by Caren L Tackett
Recorded at Hideaway Studios, CO
Sound Engineer - Ian Bourgal
Guitar - Inaiah Lujan
Bass - Marc Benning
Drums - Carl Sorenson
Vocals - Caren L Tackett
Lyrics
Liberate
Oh, my
There's a reason you crawled in my mind
It's the season on falling behind
And I'm right on time, just waiting for signs
Go high
In the wonderous map of my mind
Such discoveries you wish to find
But you're falling behind
And much too entwined
La, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (x2)
You hope
In the beautiful slope of my brain
You can find some proof that you are sane
If I'm not the same
In the world that you've claimed
Somehow
I can feel the daylight on my face
I can rock my voices right through space
I man the controls
As I roll with my souls
La, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (x2)
End