Beneath the shady tree
Who likes to lie with me
With my foot stomping on the ground
And my head in the sky
While the tall tree watches the clouds go by
I realised what is it like without trees
Standing still thinking about the question
Over and over again
Without a tree there's no shade to rest our tired heads
Closing my eyes scared to think if this world had no trees
They will be no fruits, fruits sweeter than a chocolate bar
Without a tree there will be nothing
To protect us from the noise nearby.
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