Works Cited - Colored Coat Lyrics

My freedom lives with constraint
The peaks are dead but the core is lush and awake.
Prisoner-of-Culture-War
Of that I am sure

Stolen youth but no complaints
Resigned to fate and filled with hate
Pity reigns like falling snow
I wish there was something I could do

My perception was mistaken
They don't hold him
They can't hold him

I know the truth it's overwhelming
He's unimpeded by their tight constraining

I saw a caged rat with no tears to cry
He was a beast of prey with the world behind
I saw a patient man with a loaded deck
He saw life and grabbed him by his scruffy neck

The wind will howl and the sun will shine
On the colored coat of this friend of mine
Crowds shout and sing that the bread line
Leads to the open hands of this friend of mine
And all the trees will clap and the sun will shine
On the colored coat of this friend of mine
And that I know