Instrument

I don't want this tinsel glory
Or empty praise that I can't carry
I want no more of this delusion
I just wanna come back home to you again

Please make me your instrument
With eyes inside out I'll never doubt this
The fruit will always show where the root is planted
I just wanna come back home to you again

I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free