Hymn

Hymn Text

The Free Thoughts

1. The free thoughts, who can guess their source, they are gifts in the night, a shadow’s quiet course. No one can know them, no prison can contain, it’ll always be: Thoughts are free!
2. I think what I will, and what makes me glad, but all in silence, and fittingly clad. My wish and desire, no one can deny, it’ll always be: Thoughts are free!
3. Lock me away, in a dark prison cell, these are all vain, futile as well. For my thoughts will go through every bar, it’ll always be: Thoughts are free!
4. Bound at my feet, with chains and bands, made by distress, by life’s harsh strands. I long to forget worries, and cease to complain, and my senses fade, yet in my heart’s domain, I can always laugh, and joke again, it’ll always be: Thoughts are free!
5. No one can find the chain, that binds my thoughts, nor can anyone contain what my mind has wrought. Women and men, their thoughts can’t be caught, it’ll always be: Thoughts are free!