Dust and confusion are blinding me today one filling my eyes one blocking my way Dust from the people who don't appreciate what they have confusion from seeing that we might lose all we have CHORUS: What does your freedom mean? does it mean your everything? what is the price that's been paid for your rights? what is your life without that price? We're living our fathers' dreams we're falling apart at the seams we're sliding downhill too fast we're forgetting to look at the past The chance has passed us by only to come back again remember all who have died or we'll soon be where we've been CHORUS "From bondage to spiritual faith from spiritual faith to great courage from great courage to liberty from liberty to abundance from abundance to selfishness from selfishness to complacency from complacency to apathy from apathy to dependency from dependency back into bondage" CHORUS The cycle will repeat