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If it's to be It's up to me Everything in me wants to flee To the top of the tress Where I can live and be free Connect with nature Be a baker, teacher or a Sergeant major Rule the kingdom With baby Lincoln and a trio of fearsome pilgrims Swing from branch to beach The sand, the water and the sea Is this where I'm meant to be Siting under a coconut tree drinking Chablis Sunning with sea creatures Feeling like a cheater The heat and the sun Making this a home run Knowing it's where I'm meant to be Me and all my heart is set free
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
Set free
If it's to be It's up to me Everything in me wants to flee To the top of the tress Where I can live and be free Connect with nature Be a baker, teacher or a Sergeant major Rule the kingdom With baby Lincoln and a trio of fearsome pilgrims Swing from branch to beach The sand, the water and the sea Is this where I'm meant to be Siting under a coconut tree drinking Chablis Sunning with sea creatures Feeling like a cheater The heat and the sun Making this a home run Knowing it's where I'm meant to be Me and all my heart is set free
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
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