So the soul longs for sunshine,

the feet long for the earth.

The man seeks redemption

the son seeks for birth.


Where does the sparrow fly

Where the sun ceases to shine.

Where does my heart beat.

Where your soul does not long for mine.


I’m riding cross the boundaries

I’m riding through the fences

I’m riding along the ancient trees

I’m riding through the tenses


Past, Present future,

Your soul longs for mine

We will find each other eventually

along the forbidden pines.

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