(Just in the way of introduction for this song, let me say this: I think we'll all agree that we live in a really difficult, sometimes very ugly, world. It's expensive emotionally and certainly materially, and in spite of those facts it surprises me and sometimes disappoints me that people still turn away from something that is...)

Free,
You refuse it, you don't choose it,
Say it's no good for you,
But it's free, and you don't take it,
But you won't make it, not until you do.

A lot of things in life look fine - see them sparkle and shine,
Take up most of your time, and time is flying,
They're coming at you one by one, never leave your dreams alone,
Got to make them all your own; you can't stop trying.

This is free,
'Cause you don't like it you want to fight it,
Say it's no good for you,
But it's free, and you don't take it,
But you won't make it, not until you do.

Searching in the dead of night, wondering if it's worth the fight,
Wondering if I could be right - you say there's no way,
'Cause you've always been a self-made man, you got to make it while you can,
Just another change of plan...well, maybe someday.

But this is free,
Still you refuse it, still you don't choose it,
Saying it's no good for you,
But it's free, and you don't take it,
But you won't make it, not until you do.

You won't make it, not until you do,
So come on take it, 'cause you won't make it until you do.