Bramble

I'll bust and bramble past all the beige lines Where the mighty mandate and the meek slink and whine Never again will they have hold on me, no, no Cause I'll be out rambling across flowing hills Where the sweet smell of summer hay touches and thrills me Breathe with me now, let's taste the air... Can you hear when she whispers "What will your true heart choose? What will your true heart choose?" Alone in the break room, you're fluorescent frozen To burdens so bleak, a path all that's chosen So come on now, come away with me And we'll be out swimming through moon cricket nights Where the humid embrace of our lovers excite us They're calling, they tender invite you and they ask you "What will your true heart choose? What will your true heart choose?" You polish your cages of duty and pride but I see, too, a desperate light in your eyes. So come on now, come away with me And we'll cry to the moon 'round a bonfire bright We'll dance with the shadows around it all night There's a chance, still. So let's go and see, let's see now What will your true heart choose? What will your true heart choose? What will you choose?