A house made of cards and no time to run
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Unfolding the path before me
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Together with you and not making sense
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And slid from my grasp, that moment in time
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When everything stood to reason
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The clarity gone, I wait for my fate
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Black clouds gathering
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Wind, carry the word of my fate
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Ride, ride like the wind
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It's fanning my flame, too bright to be real
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It's burning my eyes to ashes
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I'm one with the steel, too bright to be real
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Black clouds gathering
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Wind, carry the word of my fate
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Ride, ride like the wind
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Ride Like the Wind
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Stratovarius |