| Ride a horse that's cleaving through the air and space of dreams travelling through time | |
| All alone | |
| I pray where am | |
| I ? Who am | |
| I ? And that old man trust in me | |
| His words are running now because we have lost all guides you're extended now to a world of light you're not the one you think you are since you were born you're only love | |
| On a mount | |
| I'm standing now and it's coming over me that | |
| I'm not here, | |
| I am on another plane humping around, hit myself | |
| I returned inside of me tears sliding down my face [I die again] | |
| And the horse is leaving me running out of space running out of reach you're not the one you think you are since you were born an | |
| Indian tribe |