Ride a horse that's cleaving through
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the air and space of dreams
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travelling through time
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All alone I pray
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where am I ? Who am I ?
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And that old man trust in me
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His words are running now
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because we have lost all guides
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you're extended now to a world of light
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you're not the one
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you think you are
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since you were born
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you're only love
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On a mount I'm standing now
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and it's coming over me
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that I'm not here,
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I am on another plane
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humping around, hit myself
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I returned inside of me
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tears sliding down my face
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[I die again]
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And the horse is leaving me
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running out of space
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running out of reach
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you're not the one
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you think you are
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since you were born
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an Indian tribe
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Indians
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| Gojira |
