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