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Oh Annie, I am sorry for the grief Young sister to my lover, I know you both would rather be On that rough road through the woods of Michigan Young and free and building something on the land Where ya howl at the moon It’ll cost you, but not enough to bring you down That’s been my lesson, ever since you drove me ‘round Be a fighter, like the elders who have cried “Oh Mercy, we will not be satisfied, ‘til we are free To howl at the moon, one and all.” ‘Til we are free, to howl at the moon, one and all I found her dancing, but I could not dance along I found her singing, but I could not sing the song Being happy was not a promise I could keep In spite of all that, she has tried to deliver me So, we are free, to howl at the moon, one and all Oh Mystery, won’t you please deliver me From this body of pain, that I give into every day With my mind and my breath, any fight that I have left I found myself on the streets of this college town Yearn for youth, but all I do is limp around SongtexteI’m the fool who wants to wear that fickle crown She says, “Let ‘em have it, let those kids fight to be found! ‘Til they are free to howl at the moon To fight, ‘til we’re all free to howl at the moon One and all.” Aus Songtexte Mania