By HNR
Wake up
With my spirit
To reach
Bring my old bike
Passing the street
With my spirit
This bike is my car
This bike also like my best friend
Bring me anywhere
Passing the sun
The sun peeks sheepish
Like the teenager
I just a dust
That wanna be gold
But in the night
I see the light
I can reach it
Through the broke street
With my spirit
I walk on the long broke street
With my spirit
I walk on the long broke street
But I know
That I can reach it
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