Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud
Solemn facedThe village settles downUndetected by the starsAnd the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleepAnd the last thing on his mindIs the Wild Eyed Boy imprisoned'Neath the covered wooden shaftFolds the ropeInto its bagBlows his pipe of smoldersBlankets smoke into the roomAnd the day will end for someAs the night begins for one
Staring through the message in his eyesLies a solitary sonFrom the mountain called FreecloudWhere the eagle dare not flyAnd the patience in his sighGives no indicationFor the townsmen to decideSo the village Dreadful yawnsPronouncing gross diversionAs the label for the dogOh "It's the madness in his eyes"As he breaks the night to cry:
"It's really MeReally YouAnd really MeIt's so hard for us to really beReally YouAnd really MeYou'll lose me though I'm alwaysreally free"
And the mountain moved its eyesTo the world of realizeWhere the snow had saved a placeFor the Wild Eyed Boyfrom Freecloud
And the village Dreadful criedAs the rope began to riseFor the smile stayed on the faceOf the Wild Eyed Boyfrom FreecloudAnd the women once proudClutched the heart of the crowdAs the boulders smashed down from the mountain's hand
And the Magic in the stareOf the Wild Eyed Boy said"Stop, FreecloudThey won't think to cut me down"But the cottages fellLike a playing card hellAnd the tears on the faceOf the Wise BoyCame tumbling downTo the rumbling groundAnd the missionary mystic of peace/loveStumbled to cry among the cloudsKicking back the pebblesFrom the Freecloud mountainTrack.