An innocent prisoner finally being set free
He's done nothing wrong, but still the damage is done.
Freedom is his, but not respectfully.
The past hangs in the air like a family portrait
Of family that left, of the family that's dead.
Trying to escape feelings of guilt, feelings of regret, He's been running circles, he's gotten nowhere yet
Silent movies running in his head.
Pictures with no words, because he wasn't there, he should have been.