A broken castaway from where the shadows lie Soon comes the shadow there where the sanes abide Soon comes the castaway, he's so full of dancing A move to move the trance in Riding on my own I speed, riding on a road of fire Staring at the autumn leaves, left is for the neon isles Waiting on the road a torment, waiting on the road the doormen Riding on my own I speed, right is for the shadowshires Some tragic magic spoken from the neon place So many years away and still that moment stays So many years to go and he's full of laghter A move to move there after Riding on my own I speed, riding on a road of fire Staring at the autumn leaves, left is for the neon isles Waiting on the road a torment, waiting on the road the doormen Riding on my own I speed, right is for the shadowshires See how the neon lights are faltering The sea on the left is carved in stone See all the million lights are flickering The right of the road becomes my own Riding on my own I speed, riding on a road of fire Staring at the autumn leaves, left is for the neon isles Waiting on the road a torment, waiting on the road the doormen Riding on my own I speed, right is for the shadowshires
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