free will

Gil Scott-heron

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 bronzed 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
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