At the dawn’s premier light, ride up higher.
With a Shanghai sunrise, come easy rider.
It’s the black-and-white horizon that colors always misunderstand
But it’s just the way that I am.
Rowing my cool and holding your hand.
It's the end of July, young lion,
Did the oceanic wind catch your fire?
Has the electric verse on the movie screen caught your silver
Through the darkening dire river
Freeing the spirit culture had,
In the Californian run, the sand, the land.
They were stranger's forever, we were forever's stranger.
An evermore and a never, a cover of dangers.
It's all a matter of rust and shine, to serve a distinction between to have and to have not.
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Why do I hae to comment…. I just like it and wanted to share it
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Why do I like it? I like how it is written and you also insert there some rhymes at the right moments and overall it´s just very creative
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