Sitting under sycamore trees
Dreaming of breaking free,
Out of this life of drudgery
Breaking apart the pillars of society,
Escaping the oppressiveness
So I can feel my every breath,
With open eyes, open mind
Open heart and feeling blessed,
Which would put my soul at rest,
So I can dwell under the sycamore tree
And rest without any stress,
Because I broke out and set myself free.
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