It's five in the morning, the early traffic flows
My mind
Dancing shapes, lights and free
Through golden haze endlessly I walk
And
Sail on moonchild
There will come a day I know
Dream of
I made my way back to my hometown
It looks just
Day after day, night after night,
Under a bloody sky
Bullets fall
Kingdom of souls
On the wild and distant rollin' hills
Solitary man
Stands
Things ain't like they used to be
A smile, it seldom
One world, one dream
One voice, one theme
Open your mind
Beyond the
Softly the darkness unfolds in silent embrace
And the strange longing
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