Besedila: Wookiefoot. Home Free.

In every tribe only a few would wonder
What?s beyond that hill
Who will go, fewer still you know
And you?ll find in every shape and every kind
The reasons why now?s just not the time to go
But i say go and let your sail unfurl
Go talk to strangers and see this beautiful world

Home free that?s where i long to be
With a pack upon my back
An open road in front on me
And mister when you look
No don?t look down on me
I?m not homeless no, i?m home free

Years ago when i was sailing down the coast
I met a man who had a boat in his back yard
He worked on it for years, but it had never seen the water
And now his life was ending and this just broke his heart
He said now go and let your sails unfurl
I say go talk to stranger and see this beautiful world

Home free that?s where i long to be
(Kite) surfing on a beach
In some beautiful country
Mister when you look
Oh no don?t look down on me
I?m not homeless, i?m home free