Probably Built in The Fifties - текст песни
Probably Built in The Fifties
I might be moving to the east To part my ways And I will try to get something I don't have yet If I do, I will look at it For days and days Untill I will never forget
I have heard this mental search Has made them all Take a look along the border Having the urge For their minds To be lifted To something new I'm running to meet My higher self
I trust the speed Untill I have no need To run anymore
Miles and miles I run
I hear my feet And I hear myself breathe
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