Music: Timm/Puschke, Lyrics: Sobisch

Fewer goals, and smaller,
as tiny as a seed
a little less elaborate
and not with so much greed

As in meditation
within endless space
moving back and forth
and all about with grace

Freedom – of that kind is what I have in mind

Freedom that I need grows from a tiny seed

Where all of my possessions
material and not
are kicked into the universe
with a back hand shot
pick it up and spell it out
and hang it on a line
the taste of the experience
will come in your own time

Freedom – of that kind is what I have in mind

Freedom that I need grows from a tiny seed

Some people use their language
like the sharpness of a sword
others get inspired
by the truth of just one word
take your time, don’t rush it
easy is just right
remember that the string will break
if you tune it up too tight

Freedom – of that kind is what I have in mind

Freedom that I need grows from a tiny seed