Self Reflection

Freeing Self I drove my car through the bars that held the stars. Someday we I 11 buy the baby jars. Free Him In your hand so carry the sand. you can help the band to free 'the fans. War Games You can borrow tomorrow maybe it will fill my sorrow, so I'll play my bower to build a tower . It might earn you a flower; spend an hour . We'll break the collar that holds the dollar. Then you will feel the power. The Heat I I m not out of my boundaries, for live worked at a foundry . So I've carried the rock just for the lock, then we I 11 join the flock .