| I´m building a fort in the air
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| And there´s a voice that calls
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| Saddle your horse
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| Abscondence, abscondence from myself
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| Regardless of my wealth
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| I’m flying thru worlds incautious
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| I guess a voice is calling
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| I´m just crawling
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| Abscondence, abscondence from myself
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| Out of my — out of my — out of my cell
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| In good and bad times — you´re by my side
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| Oh my horse
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| My shiny beauty — solid as a rock
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| I trust in you
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| This legends
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| They are build — they are build in…
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| No limitations
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| They are just on my mind
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| They are, they are… They are, they are
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| One nightly strange experience
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| That’s pure irony
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| Your prison gives me one more chance
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| A silent symphony
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| Abscondence, abscondence from myself
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| Out of my — out of my — out of my cell
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| Listen, roger, for all this years you´ve been my jade
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| Strong and smooth, with a soul made of gold, my companion — a true grandeur
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| You´re my jade (you are my)
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| Made of gold (made of gold)
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| You´re my jade (you are my)
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| Made of gold (made of gold)
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| You are my jade!
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| All this adventures are born in my mind
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| Inflamed through the night… My dreams so bright
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| There´s just disorder
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| Where´s my safe harbour
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| All this emotions I bury inside
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| When I strawl through the night on my horse so pride
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| There´s just disorder
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| Where´s my safe harbour |