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Thunder, flash and lightening is working on my back The tables in the kitchen are tryin' to break my neck All the late night memories are leaning in my shoes My mother's old grey leather gloves are singing loud the blues I can taste what's in the sun No time to waste 'cause there is none When I feel blue I see it shine But still it's true I'm doin' fine You can't see me 'cause now I'm all free Now you know I'm through And all that's not new Sitting on a paperback 'cause I don't know what really cracks I'm tryin' to climb my pencil to get high No one tells me what to do 'cause no one knows what I've been through You don't know a thing but you can learn It's time to touch the sky My mind is free I fly I can taste From Letras Mania