To be free lyrics

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 was over

And 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 across 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

Sunburnt summers

Frostbite winters

The kids were plainly dressed

He left the farmhouse when

He was old enough, and

Headed out west

From California

To Southern Africa

And all the way to France

And onto England to

Meet my mother in

Nineteen-eighty-one

A feather on the ocean breeze

He went spinning and tumbling across the sea

Never knowin' 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

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 help 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