Freedom

Locked in a tower without electrical power,

how can I run through the trees,

feeling my heart flee from its constraints. 

Hair falling, hair breaking, heart running away

Hear the footstepes of a thunderous house, stroung, largly built

Running from me, running free, running away from me.

Heart breaking, soul shaking, how can I continue?

Locked in a tower with no power, my heart no longer a bloom.

Falling fast, faiding fast, groud coming so close.

Goodnye my heart, goodbye ly love, goodbye my long blonde hair.

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