you re begging on your knees without dirtying your hand you want someone to love but not someone i can the wilderness calls me again a trusted friend in my exile i m free in my exile i m free the stringless thorns replace the fishhooks in my flesh you try to draw me in but still deny the net you re clinging to what i have left while i forget in my exile i m free in my exile i m free to forget my brand these rags and tatters on my feet but here tests i know that i can meet you say that i am weak and kiss the tears away you offer what i need for more than i can pay my choice is who i should betray or to stay in my exile i m free in my exile i m free to stay i m free in my exile i m free in my exile i m free i m free again my brand these rags and tatters on my feet but here these tests i know that i can meet