acesupercoolme
Let the music be your master
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Oh to ride the wind, To tread the air above the din,
Oh to laugh aloud, Dancing as we fought the crowd.
To seek the man whose pointing hand, the giant step unfolds,
To guide us from the curving path, that churns up into stone.
Oh to laugh aloud, Dancing as we fought the crowd.
To seek the man whose pointing hand, the giant step unfolds,
To guide us from the curving path, that churns up into stone.