Day 1, Tuesday, March 12, 1996 12:08a.m.

I want to run free and wild
  like these thoughts rushing through my head
To tear off the chains which hinder
  and to escape from my self-forged ball of lead
Silently hiding in the shadows
  Beneath the limbs of a mighty tree
Hiding from the uncertainty of the future
  and all of those things which could be
Never would I look back
  or take a single regretful breath
For I know that hesitation
  on my part will lead to certain death
Oh I want to run free and wild
  But my feet are made of stone
And since I can't take that first step
  I know I'll always feel alone

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