tell me that we’ll always be together we’ll be riding horses all the way boy, i feel that men are meant to be more than the shadows of each other.
this road is finally standing up to the sky boy, we are free, so what is fate to say how things are going to turn out?
these storms are breaking over great escapes, boy, we’ll find home to make it with the rain. this rage will lead us through the burning pains, no matter what they say we are heroes. boy, we’ll get to break out.
now we’re finally standing up to the sky. boy, what is fate to say how things are gonna turn out? can’t you see we’re dead until we wake up? all your dreams are bout to happen, now we are racing ‘til the break of dawn.
posted 5:09 pm on Sunday, March 17, 2013 with 256 notes