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sideway blues

The cold wild wind is blowing in my hair as I am passing by.

The engine hums “forward”, in a nonstop lullaby.

I’m a single rider, riding through a sideway at night,

And I can’t see what’s far ahead, there is no street light.

There are just me and my motor,

Making love with the sideway road.   

I don’t care if I am the first one passing

or if it is thousand years old.

I had a full paid job and a penthouse by the river,

a young bride and a boat.

But it was a big white prison,

I burned it all and hit the road. 

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