An orphan child walks & sniffs the air
in an orphan forest
everybody seems to whip him badly
in this world of jealousy
Hes lost in the sea of tears & cant confess
that he still exists.
He walks alone, hes as weird as a stone:
He broke his needle & he cant crawl
(Love him!)
He writes poems on a little red sheet
showingem to his granny (rest in peace)
he blows his mind, out in the fields, catching
just empty space
[Chorus]
Ride on - ride on - ride on - Ride on to liberation
Ride on - ride on - ride on - Ride on to destination
Ride on - ride on - ride on - Ride on to your own sensation
Ride on - ride on - ride on - Ride until the music nation comes!
He builds a heaven on the top of his room
forgetting the world outside
Then one prick comes, showing some interest, saying:
´I can make you a big star´
In his mind he climbs to the clouds, throwing
rotten flowers into the holes of the ground
So I ask: Who are you? Already leaving?
Is not there any time..?
Ride on - ride on - ride on - Riding the liberation
Ride on - ride on - ride on - Riding the satisfaction
Ride on...
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