Freedom

Bluebells and daffodils

sitting on the fence

wit’ the sun beams kissin’

’em on their pretty heads.

 

And yonder meadow green

dotted wit’ little daisies

is the place o’ my dreams

far from this mad city.

 

Take me away, o far away

wit’ the music in the breeze.

Unshackle these heavy chains

of bondage – set me free.

 

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