A couple of times lost
my way searching for rhymes but not today
Here and there and even though there’s no guarantee that
I’ll fly
Sat on my sattle and ride I got nothing to hide and yes it’s
not me I proclaim
It’s my brother inside that gives me rise like the mane on
the horse his pride
Kissed by the wind my hair divides he rears to the sky free
range riding high free range ridding high open the sky for in this moment I fly
my hands raised to the sky I give you my life take who I am mold this man and I
see in my ecstasy the face of he inside of me the truth will truly set you free
free range riding
Shake the pride from my eyes put my face to the sky yes I’ve
fell off my horse
A couple of times lost my way searching for rhymes but not
today
Even though there’s no guarantee that I’ll fly
Sat on my sattle and ride I got nothing to hide yes it’s not
me I proclaim
It’s my brother inside that gives me rise and like the mane
on the horse his pride
Kissed by the wind my hair divides he rears to the sky
free range riding high free range ridding high open the sky for at this moment
I fly my hands raised to the sky I give you my life take who I am mold this man
and I see in my ecstasy the face of he inside of me the truth will truly set
you free free range rider free
range rider
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