10. Cry Freedom
Dave Matthews Lyrics


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How can I turn away
Brother/Sister go dancing
Through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place
To place your better days
Cry freedom, cry
From a crowd ten thousand wide
Hope laid upon hope
That this crowd will not subside
Let this flag burn to dust
And a new a fair design be raised
While we wait head in hands,
Hands in prayer
And fall into a dreamless sleep again
And we wave our hands

Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us
All slip away

There was a window and by it stood
A mirror in which
He could see himself
He thought of something
Something he had never had but
Hoped would come along
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside
Where we are all confined
While we wave hands in fire
Wave our hands

Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us,
Slip away
In this room stood a little child
And in this room this little child
She would remain
Until someone might decide
To dance this little child
Across this hall
Into a cold, dark, space
Where she might never trace her
Way across this crooked mile
Across this crooked page
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside where
We are all confined
Till we wave our hands

How can I turn away
Brother/Sister go dancing
Through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place
To place your better days

Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
Hear what I say
Hear what I say
Oh, so be it
How can I turn away
Brother/Sister go dancing through my head
Human as to human




The future is no place
To place your better days

Overall Meaning

In "Cry Freedom," Dave Matthews emphasizes the importance of empathy and unity among people. The song begins with the lines "How can I turn away / Brother/Sister go dancing / Through my head." These lines illustrate the idea that we are all connected and should work together for a better future. Matthews argues that the future is not a place to leave our better days behind; we must strive for a future that is fair for all.


As the song progresses, Matthews's focus shifts to the idea of fear and oppression dividing people. He notes that "gold" (wealth and material possessions) and fear are two things that divide people, despite the fact that we all have the same basic human characteristics. Matthews suggests that we should recognize and overcome these divisions to come together and "cry freedom." The song concludes with the plea "How can I turn away / Brother/Sister go dancing / Through my head / Human as to human / The future is no place / To place your better days," which reinforces the idea that we must work together to create a better world.


Line by Line Meaning

How can I turn away
I cannot ignore what is happening around me


Brother/Sister go dancing
We should celebrate life and enjoy it together


Through my head
In my thoughts


Human as to human
We are all equal as human beings


The future is no place
We should not rely only on the future but enjoy the present


To place your better days
To put off enjoying life until later


Cry freedom, cry
Demanding the freedom that we all deserve


From a crowd ten thousand wide
From a large group of people who share our desire for freedom


Hope laid upon hope
Hope that things will get better, but having doubts


That this crowd will not subside
The desire for freedom will continue to grow and never disappear


Let this flag burn to dust
The current system and its symbols should be destroyed


And a new fair design be raised
A new system should be created that is just and fair for everyone


While we wait head in hands, Hands in prayer
As we wait for change, we pray for it to come


And fall into a dreamless sleep again
We cannot sleep when we know things need to change


And we wave our hands
We express ourselves through gestures and actions


Hands and feet are all alike
We are all the same and should be treated equally


But gold between divide us
Money and wealth create inequality and division


But fear between divide us
Fear of the unknown or different people creates division and inequality


All slip away
All the external differences and divisions disappear


There was a window and by it stood
A metaphorical window into someone's mind and soul


A mirror in which, He could see himself
A reflection of who he truly was


He thought of something
He had a desire or need for something


Something he had never had but Hoped would come along
A longing for something that he had never experienced, but hoped to one day


From deep inside where, We are all confined
We are oppressed and held back internally


In this room stood a little child, And in this room this little child, She would remain
A child who is trapped and unable to escape her circumstances


Until someone might decide, To dance this little child, Across this hall
Until someone comes to rescue her and lead her to a better life


Into a cold, dark, space
A metaphor for a life of suffering and oppression


Where she might never trace her, Way across this crooked mile, Across this crooked page
She may never find her way out of the difficult situation she is in


Hear what I say, Oh, so be it
Listen to what I am saying, this is how it should be


Hands and feet are all alike, But gold between divide us
We are all equal, but money and class create divisions


Hands and feet are all alike, But fear between divide us
We are all equal, but fear of differences creates divisions


How can I turn away, Brother/Sister go dancing through my head
I cannot ignore the joyful moments in life


Human as to human, The future is no place, To place your better days
We are all human, we should enjoy life in the present




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DAVID JOHN MATTHEWS

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