Forever sun.

I dream of you and me, atop the most glorious trees.

Where nothing else seems in view, only your sweet baby blues.

Honey walk with me, along these high branches and leaves.

They hold us above our past and lost homes,ย where I used to run and flee.

Tree tops are our gardens now, where we harvest our new treasures.

The sun never sets up here, we will forever be free.

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