It could be so free
But instead so dead
So try to forget
About the garbage that you have left
Behind so far so good
Still haven't been caught
Doing the usual tricks
That keep you under arms that do not love
You anymore then the air
That you push away
From your soul
To break off pieces that can see right through it
There is a lot to grow
Writer(s): Martin Jeffery Stephen
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