Run away for freedom
Let the church bells chime
Leave behind your city
Leave behind the time
Run through gaping valleys
Leap over the seas
Climb up every mountain
Lift up with a breeze
Fly over the cities
Reach out for the sun
Fly and Climb and Leap and Jump
Crawl and Walk and Run
But just remember
Wherever you'll land
Wherever you'll touch
The ground, the sand,
Whether it be with sun or with rain
You'll hear those curch bells
Chime
Again.
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Whether it be with sun or with rain You'll hear those curch(should be church) bells Chime Again. Magnificent ending and very good and emancipative writing