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| LYRICS (by Matty Jeronimo) Riding high on the back of a shadow You knew the names of the trees on the trail And when I fell The earth received me Oh oh oh On that old path in the dead of winter It was a race against time and ourselves Sound of a gunshot the reins burn our hands Kicking and rearing We saw our ghosts... See the clearing where I fell When I broke my legs you carried me home The grass is tall the gate is gone You know the way Oh oh oh... | The Astoria bass  - Matty |
