Portugal. The Man ft. Richie Havens, Son Little - Number One Lyrics

Freedom, freedom
Freedom, freedom
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from my home
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone

When the morning came
Like another's pain
But didn't know to fade
Like the sound it made
Let's go down the drain
With the falling rain
Wash away the stains
In that evening shade

It's that sufferin'
Don't know why it brings
Such sweet memories
Will be the enemy

But you'll come out alright (yeah)
I know it seems there's no end in sight (yeah)
But it doesn't mean you can't put up a fight
But you don't know how
But you don't know how

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

All the trails we blazed
Have long since been paved
Leading the modern age
On down memory lane
Can't turn the page
Like it's just a phase
Somehow still be amazed
That the leaves had changed

It's that sufferin'
Don't know why it brings
Such sweet memories
Will be the end of me

But you'll come out alright
(Yeah) I know it seems there's no end in sight
(Yeah) But it doesn't mean you can't put up a fight
But ya don't, no, no
But ya don't, no, no

But you'll come out alright
(Yeah) I know it seems there's no end in sight
(Yeah) But it doesn't mean you can't put up a fight
But ya don't, no, no
But ya don't, no, no

Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
When I need my brother, yeah
Father, yeah
Sister, yeah
Mother, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's gonna be all right telling white lies
Of ate nights 'til sunrise
'Cause when we rise up, we rise up above
All of the chaos to get lost
Don't make me, don't make me, wake up
'Cause I'm gonna be like a drug
That never gets old or gives hope
But, baby, you make me feel loved