Wind rider

Thinking about liberty, about wild.
Breaking chains, a dream I have.
Maybe, one day.

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I’m staring at the landscape
Such a place with no escape
Always dreaming of true liberty
And I stand here so silently

Has the world’s gone crazy
Nowhere my toughs can be free
Seems all the ways to freedom
Have now been so closed down

Then I’m riding in the wind
Searching for a place to dream
Where my mind will surely ride
With no chains, into the wild

But you see I can’t forget
I always knew I couldn’t live
By just nodding “I believe”
Like a fool blinded puppet

I want to know all the answers
That she’s blowing in the wind
Ain’t no friends, maybe later
All do say I’ll burn my wings

And I’m riding in the wind
Searching for a place to dream
Where my mind surely ride
With no chains, into the wild

And I ain’t no reckless
I’m just bored of your mess
Of your little arrogance
that you take for assurance

Then I don’t care anymore
Of your thoughts, of your lies
If you ever come to my door
Take your brain or you’ll die

So I’m riding in the wind
Searching for a place to dream
Where my mind surely ride
With no chains, into the wild

And I ain’t no reckless
I’m just bored of your mess
Of your little arrogance
that you take for assurance

So I’m riding in the wind
Searching for a place to dream
Where my mind surely ride
With no chains, into the wild



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