You are stifling me, crushing my dreams;
Why won't you let me fly away
Even though I've promised to return?
Your fears are irrational, your worry
Is decadent, it feels like you have
Chained me and as the waves recede
I might just plunge into the ocean
For some fresh water-air underneath
The free sky, love means freedom,
Have you not heard that one before?
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