Lyrics Free Will - Gil Scott-Heron

One, two
One, two

Find a shadow cast by rainbows
There you'll meet the sage
Feeding rabbits bits of lettuce
Or cleaning out the cage
He can give you more direction
Than you've ever known
Show you your bronze baby shoes
Now, my how you have grown

Ain't it nice to fly?
You're waving as soft clouds go by
But peace won't be still of its own free will

Say you want to go exploring
You got to find some truth
You can't stand one more day of Christians, shouting down at you
You say you don't dig politics, that never was your bag
People who could run for office wave their private flag

Ain't it nice to fly?
You're waving as soft clouds go by
But peace won't be still of its own free will

Ain't it nice to fly?
You're waving as soft clouds go by
But peace won't be still of its own free will

My Lord