I pace the sky looking for it
I feal frustrated, some say I'm dead
Blue sky above a hole in the clouds
We all want the same thing never look down
Red sun above you can you feel the flame
The heat is within now I feel alive
I feel the river running through me
And I knew it all along
The rivers always purer upstream
Like eternal paradise
The runway clear and the weather is fine
So said the healer a friend of mine
I'm looking for elvis, my search has begun
What's waiting for me on the other side
Glitter cowboys selling the hour
Street performers, the client turns me down
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