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Chase
419 / 0 / 15 летHe follows sunsets million miles away
He goes where sky meets the landscape and the ocean
His life means chasing for a passed day
He wants to catch with his every motion
He’ll never move his helmet anyway
His soul will always be unrecognized
He keeps on riding million miles away
He wants to get over the horizon
And now he’s almost much more close to aim
He could not touch though he is over there
His endless trip will always be in vain
His every dream will melt it in the air
