Lyrics of Calling of the wind

Michael Rider

pochette album Calling of the wind
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sonnerie téléphone portable pour Calling of the wind
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Somewhere between
The land thats shifting
Sits my conscience
My mind breathing

Im running
Im falling
But i know where im going
Im sinking
Im swimming
But i know that im thinking
Ahead of the game
Ahead of the game

Am i sitting somewhere steep
The ocean long, its running deep
Am i dancing on glass needles
The wind behind, its calling
Its calling my name
Its calling my name

Contrast me done
To my barebones
With sick nature
You say loudly

Im running
Im falling
But i know where im going
Im sinking
Im swimming
But i know that im thinking
Ahead of the game
Ahead of the game

Am i sitting somewhere steep
The ocean long, its running deep
Am i dancing on glass needles
The wind behind, its calling
Its calling my name
Its calling my name

And i sit and i think to the thoughts of the link
And i sit and i think to the thoughts of the link
The link to past, the link to the past

Am i sitting somewhere steep
The ocean long, its running deep
Am i dancing on glass needles
The wind behind, its calling
Its calling my name
Its calling my name

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