Maybe I could tell you there's freedom,
But we only think it's so.
There's a whole world for us,
But we're not as free,
As we think we could be.
But I tell you we can be happy instead,
And maybe the whole world is not so bad...
There are flowers, a sun and clouds,
And it makes you shout, scream aloud,
Cause you're alive, no doubt.
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