born to run, baby, run
like a steam down a mountainside
with the wind at my back
i don't ever even bat an eye
just know it was you all along
who had a hold of my heart
but the demon and me
were the best of friends from the start
so the time we shared
it was precious to me
all the while i was dreaming of revelry
dreaming of revelry
31.3.09
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