Issue No 190 Passing Through Lyrics


Passing Through by Issue No. 190

Midnight riding, I'm vaulting through the road
I feel not need to set you free
Hold on, tide mean, pedal's to the floor
And what I see it all must be,


And that feels like home
And that feels like home
And that feels like home


So long, breathe air
Watch the earth explode
I have no time to calculate
Maddens, burning,
Illuminate the sky
We're PASSING THROUGH the atmosphere


And that feels like home
And that feels like home
And that feels like home.

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