Set the Soul Free

At the first light you see
Or when the day is done
Can you hear her call to me
And I’ll try not to run
Time to Set the Soul
Set the Soul Free

At the first sign of smoke
As you drift ever higher
When you take a toke
The soul catches fire
Gotta get the soul
Then set your soul
Set the Soul Free

As the thoughts fly through your head
You must make choice
To lay there like the dead
Or make ’em known with your voice

Words and music by Private Gripweed