The wind in my ear
I pedal and push
Riding my bicycle
The clouds are too much
I found the brakes
Light came down as I rode away
Tied up my ties
Tried to look my very best
Wind off an arm, arms
Crossed on my chest
Just what I feared
A knife or a crutch
Caught in the spokes and
Got me all cut up
I pedal and push
Riding my bicycle
The clouds are too much
I found the brakes
Light came down as I rode away
Tied up my ties
Tried to look my very best
Wind off an arm, arms
Crossed on my chest
Just what I feared
A knife or a crutch
Caught in the spokes and
Got me all cut up
This song. For me it represents me running. fleeing. getting away, quickly. But then, being pursued by 'the sun' or the Son. and returning.
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