Still a Criminal

I spent the money, I got the clothes, I looked alright

There was a dreamlike quality to the way the streets

Took the streetlight

I didn't go to the party. I took a walk down the hill to the sea

Still a criminal

Still free

Still a criminal

Still free



Live free or die

Said the blessedly and terrifyingly empty sky



I cut my hair, I cut down on alcohol, I cut some songs

I said a prayer for the angel

I'm pretty sure my mother believes in

I made a point of being where decent people

Made a point of telling me I should be

But I was still a criminal

Still free



But I know how to live

A leopard in the tree

Yes I know how to live

How to live just like an ordinary guy



Live free or die said the orphan to the prince

Live free or die said the dying fire

Live free or die said the parrot to the parrot

And the scissor to the wing, and the wing to the scissor

Live free or die

Said the poet in the coffin

Said the elephant to the ocean

The mountaineer to the sailor

And the sailor to the earth

And the boy with no toys

And the comedian to the computer

And the hand to the finger

The hand to the finger

The hand to the finger

The music fan to the musician

Like the wind to the mediocre dancer



Live free or die

Said the blessedly and terrifyingly empty sky



But I know how to live

A leopard in the tree

Yes I know how to live

How to live just like an ordinary guy