To Be Free

Vineland new jersey
Farm land stretching
Far as the eye can see
Not much down there but
Sun-scorched pastures in
1953
The war was over
And they came searching
For a place to be
They left the Rhineland
They lost their homeland
And all their family
Like feathers on the ocean breeze
They went spinning and
Tumbling across the sea
Never know where they come down
Or who theyd be
Like heather on the hillside
They were bruised
And they were battered by the breeze
Searching for a place
To be free
Sunburnt summers
Frostbite winters
The kids were plainly dressed
He left the farmhouse when
He was old enough
And headed out west
From California
To southern Africa
And all the way to France
And onto England to
Meet my mother in
1981
A feather on the ocean breeze
He went spinning and
Tumbling across the sea
Never knowing where
Hed come down
Or who hed be
Like heather on the hillside
He was bruised
And he was battered by the breeze
Searching for a place
To be free
Oh and like a seed
That is flying in the wind
In search of water soil and sun
And the birds and the bees
To help it all along
Now here I am
33 years down
2017
Ive seen the Rhineland
Ive been to Vineland
Im a feather on the breeze