2037 *** 04may99
outlaw breed
running fast
burning
see who's going to last
yearning for much younger days
when the stakes were much higher
when the outcome was fame
sweet surrender to nothing
sweet caress of dismay
sometimes you wonder
how you get through each day
soon the coming sun will rule
and your way will be so small
that you will be forever barred
from running after the sun
sweet mystery to ponder
a courage strong at last
you turn your back on time long gone
and hurry home at last
Spirits 04-051409 5/99
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