Under the Tamarind Tree

Imagination flows through me
My eyes lit by the setting sun
Sitting under the Tamarind tree.

I sail across the greatest sea,
With gazelles and zebras I run.
Imagination flows through me.

I fight to set a nation free
And walk a jungle bridge for fun,
Sitting under the Tamarind Tree.

I gather honey with the bee
And like an ant, I lift a ton.
Imagination flows through me.

Imagination lets me see
Everything that should be done
Sitting under the Tamarind tree.

There's nothing that I cannot be
And all mistakes can be undone.
Imagination flows through me
Sitting under the Tamarind tree.

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