
No risers up at sunrise
No riders on horizon
No lighters littin the city
No prayer for hopeless
Though I may rise
It’s too late
Though I may ride
There’s no way
No lighters
No lighters
Lighting the city
Light lighting the city
Viva la Rebellion
No risers up at sunrise
No riders on horizon
No lighters littin the city
No prayer for hopeless
Though I may rise
It’s too late
Though I may ride
There’s no way
No lighters
No lighters
Lighting the city
Light lighting the city
I had a super symbolic dream this morning. I don’t remember much of it. What little I do remember will be forever etched in my mind.
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