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Behind cement walls and razor wire, I can see a tall tree
Swaying in the breeze it reminds me, the day I’ll be free
Then in come the birds from out of that tree
I watch these birds with envy and I wish it was me
I wish I could be out there with nature, and free
That’s the smell I miss, the decaying leaves of a gum tree
Nature is beautiful and every day you could see
But in jail, that’s gone, instead you’re behind lock and key
Locked away from nature will bring you to your knees
The only way to see it now, is from the birds and bees
With jail life you’re removed from nature, you agree
In all its glory, nature I hope one day again, I’ll see
Even a crow, a pest of a bird I’m glad to see
In the yard I feel good from just seeing a little bee
Sometimes there are magpies, cockies and plovers, all three
It makes my day and reminds me again of being free
After years of looking at these trees waving at me
They’re telling me to keep going, because one day I’ll be free
When I’m down I just keep looking at those trees
Because sooner or later, in will come the birds and the bees
Behind cement walls and razor wire, I can see a tall tree
Swaying in the breeze it reminds me, the day I’ll be free
Then in come the birds from out of that tree
I watch these birds with envy and I wish it was me
I wish I could be out there with nature, and free
That’s the smell I miss, the decaying leaves of a gum tree
Nature is beautiful and every day you could see
But in jail, that’s gone, instead you’re behind lock and key
Locked away from nature will bring you to your knees
The only way to see it now, is from the birds and bees
With jail life you’re removed from nature, you agree
In all its glory, nature I hope one day again, I’ll see
Even a crow, a pest of a bird I’m glad to see
In the yard I feel good from just seeing a little bee
Sometimes there are magpies, cockies and plovers, all three
It makes my day and reminds me again of being free
After years of looking at these trees waving at me
They’re telling me to keep going, because one day I’ll be free
When I’m down I just keep looking at those trees
Because sooner or later, in will come the birds and the bees
A delicious recipe from inside.
Life is only short my son, with so many paths to take, life is an uphill struggle, with every step you make. That’s why you must treasure life, with every second of the day, because you may never know, when it’s your turn to go away.
The outside on the inside, steals passion for fun. When arrows come from far and wide, facing the new shiny sun, with dignity. There are ribbons in the fire, and lives still painfully on hold. Beneath the folds of desire, the barred windows still remain cold indefinitely.
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