Lyrics

Eight died
They were only passing through
Deadliest since 1973
You wanted to be free

You were my Peter Pan
My Tinkerbell and
You wanted to be free

In a city forgotten by care
Looked for you
You'd vanished in the air
You wanted to be free

The paper said it was just
A sign of these times
We are poor
But we choose this for our lives
A fire so big and easy

You wanted to be free.