The storm is closing in
A shadow of a man drifting by
His life is all forgotten
He doesn't know the purpose of his dreams
Relive this world from sorrow and pain
A struggle in misery it shall be
In his search for the lost horizon
Pain and suffering is his lost friend |
| As he opens his eyes and looks at the
Rainfilled skies, grey as forever
(*) Lightning strikes as he finds that
A rainbow is bringing light to his eyes
Now he's the rider of the lost
In search of paradise and joy
But the man without a shadow
Stands in his path
The storm is closing in, again and again
To be continued... |
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