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Seaforth mackenzie rode his bike into the night |
| [00:33.00] |
He found himself a man among the trees |
| [00:39.72] |
Trading the warmth of day to search for something more |
| [00:46.61] |
Under the moon beneath the leaves |
| [00:53.61] |
Are we moving anywhere at all |
| [01:00.16] |
Cradled by the comfort in the cold floor |
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And the open road that stretches |
| [01:09.60] |
By the wayside fire |
| [01:24.78] |
Wayfaring strangers gave the safety of a bed |
| [01:31.32] |
To find their rest upon the breeze |
| [01:37.37] |
They put their trust in he who opened up the door |
| [01:43.84] |
Found home wherever they may be |
| [01:51.51] |
Are we moving anywhere at all |
| [01:57.88] |
Cradled by the comfort in the cold floor |
| [02:04.23] |
And the open road that stretches |
| [02:07.25] |
By the wayside fire |
| [03:32.71] |
Seaforth mackenzie rode his bike into the night |
| [03:38.63] |
He found himself a man among the trees |
