Flitting through the countless fields,
Sampling eyes cutting the yields,
Holding on to each one of my shields,
away I go!
Masquerading a million dreams,
Looking for that perfect one of the creams,
The leather with its bursting seams,
away I go!
Taking cover with a submarine,
Wondering if my slate is clean,
Carrying my badly bruised sheen,
away I go!
Ohhh that longing to ride,
Wanting no rules to abide,
None of the million gods by my side,
away I go!
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