Pondering which way to go on this crazy trip
(is any way really safe says the gatekeeper)
dragon dances on the hip while dreaming of warriors
eyes that try hard to hide what really goes on
(there are no curtains on the windows to the soul)
much time spent dreaming of an iron horse that breathes
and the wind strips me naked of all worry and sadness
love exists only for mothers and their children
while the heart begs to believe in other things
never knowing the soulmate heard of in tales told
passion for life, sadness in love, drive for success
running with the spirits on this long crazy trip
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