...And so I ride riding
not the lightning but
my bicycle not of the shining
Leaving behind golden sun is setting
to the eastern skies my gaze are shifting
Seeking for the myth of the light rising
raging
through forgetting about everything
tears never care on my face come rolling
'cause it's only me and my bicycle
against a darkening world of
the dying…
And so I ride and ride
head on and collide
upon walls never hide
shifted fading wide
sands of time never lied
drifting hopes denied
hands of freedom all tied
But nevertheless
I come and ride
head on collide…