Mr. Pyro,
Don't be burnin' me.
We'll be gone tomorrow,
We'll be ridin' free.
I got my sights,
I'm headin' west.
Riding on the railroad,
Rocky Mountain west.
Nature's best.
The ones I love,
I'll bring along.
The view that we share,
will be our gold.
And when I wake,
I'll be alone.
Pretty soon this will all,
All be gone.
Ride that train,
headin' on into the sun.
How long must I wait?
Got a dream I must fulfill,
Seems like a thousand years.
I'm still holding on.
Days and nights,
All filled with black and white.
What side of the fence are you on?
Share,
Does anybody care?

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