Beecake - The Climb | Текст песни

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I wanted to climb a tree. Remember how it felt not caring what people think. Feel the rough branches on my hands, the wet leaves brushing my face. Watching the ground become a memory, the sky getting closer from the strength of my arms and my legs. The youthful joy pumping through my veins. Then I get scared I might fall and I cant move and my knee aches quite a bit.

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