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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. From Letras Mania