Karaoké Ode to Freedom ABBA

If I ever write my ode to freedom

It will be in prose that chimes with me

It would be a simple ode to freedom

Not pretentious but with dignity

I would like to think that freedom is more than just a word

In a grand and lofty language odes to freedom often go unheard

If I ever wrote my ode to freedom

Being privileged and spoilt for choice

Then I fear that you would be suspicious

Of the cause to which

I'd lend my voice

It's elusive and it's hard to hold

It's a fleeting thing

That's why there is no ode to freedom truly worth remembering

I wish someone would write an ode to freedom that we all could sing