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Cant Do It Alone

Freedom in the breeze, rustling of the leaves
Take me from this dormant gloom
Free me from this empty room
Do it now, or do it soon
Give me a release

Mountains in the distance past
I have overcome, at last
Only to be stopped dead still
Dangling on the window sill
Hide from all the things I feel
Help me out and help me fast

Eyes are open to my plight
Protecting me, for me they fight
I must meet their expectations
Open up to their relations
See their love, anticipations
But I don't know if they are right